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Apr 2021
Bad
I am not that bad.
I played a game.
You played one, too.
I felt the shame.
Alone in that.
Me, held to blame.

You said you had
So much to lose.
It came a time
for you to choose.
I moved back
my heart to bruise.

I am not that bad
I let you go.
It was so deep
and yet not so.
You were the cheat.
I saw you go.
Rebecca
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Rebecca  59/F/Virginia
(59/F/Virginia)   
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     Eshwara Prasad, --- and Diverse TV
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