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Jan 8
We are not friends
The light in me draws you in
We connect on higher levels
Dig deep into the roots of meaning
You want, crave my attention
Not me.
I am entertainment, fun.
You think I’m pretty, dumb.
We fall into comfortable familiarity
Pretend happiness, boredom
Never personal
I love your eyes on me
I feel seen, however brief
It’s not real, none of it.
We are not friends.
Written by
SecondChoice  33/F/USA
(33/F/USA)   
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