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Aug 2013
Did he make the politics of love?

Immaturity in both
he and I
I suppose
Different levels of the same
sticky sweet glue of childhood

I'm immune to change
or afraid
but he too had flaws
And now I'm stuck
with his
Politics of Love

"Olivia, you deserve much more, let me say"
and it's exactly what I needed
but he was exactly what I needed
through that year
and I don't regret a single moment
crying softly in his car
followed by bellows and sudden screams

His
Politics of Love
were gibberish in my ears
like German
rough and exciting
thought I could learn it
word by word
but I was struck by their gravity
and my stomach
couldn't keep

Fighting
was a neutral
a constant debate of my needs
not needed
in my eyes
but you were hungry for that taste
of real love
I suppose
not authentic to me

This was a democracy
that I had no say in

**** your politics
I'm done

Politics of Love
Vivian
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Vivian  24/F
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