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Oct 2013
I feel myself slipping away,
seeping into the cracks of your soul,
you're taking all that I have left,
but with no intention to remain.
A dangerous game I feel we're playing,
knowing I want to be your lover,
only allowing me to be your friend,
this won't last as i'm losing myself,
you'll take it all and look for more,
but nothing will be left,
and you'll leave me in the end.
Elise
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Elise  NYC
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