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Aug 2013
why do I constantly feel like crying
I am the one who did it
he is not the one to blame
during it I was annoyed, lying to everyone, guilty
hands are still stained with the juice of a pomegranate

now the weight has been released
so why do I feel so venerable
this is so unlike me, I hate it
I wasn't playing little submissive girl
it was a warm fleece blanket

but I guess I only can win mind games...

not games with the heart.
amrita
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