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Jun 11
Not for an emotional counterattack
Not for wrath or vengeance
Not out of spite,
Nor for a hateful message;
But today I realized-
Unlike before in time-
That I cannot keep reaching
To make sure you are mine;

Why must I try so hard every time,
Why am I poisoned to love-
I don’t know why.
We Are Stories
Written by
We Are Stories  28/M/Florida
   Jeremy Betts, Pax and Traveler
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