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Dec 2020
Him
il let you go -
for my soul was electric
to a love so poised.
a pagan to my chaos
il revive my reality
my intuitive denial ,

, we fade  like dust
my  ignition was  solace.
clenched with grace -
I diminished my pride ,
to savor your rejection,
was I too futile ?,

I am gullible to lies ,
yet you keep,  me secluded,

the pretense is coiled.
Baby Dianah' Rose Richard
Written by
Baby Dianah' Rose Richard  29/F/Brooklyn
(29/F/Brooklyn)   
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