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Oct 2013
A lasso wrapped about me, and you have control of the other end.
Just let my soul be free.
Hurt me!
Make me feel ANYTHING than the pain and sadness I still possess for you.
This isn't living!
This is barely surviving!
Yet you don't even know it, the hold you still have over me.
Disregarded so you can continue living your illusion.
*Yet I still long for you, forever I'll wait for you
Sarah Mulqueen
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Sarah Mulqueen  Waimate - New Zealand
(Waimate - New Zealand)   
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