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Mar 13
Every night as the stars are hung
I run to your gaslighting arms
I kiss you manipulating cheeks
Because I love you and you make me feel seen
I chop off all my limbs
Gifting you them so your glow will never dim
I realize your the worst
But loving you is my curse
Realization dawns like the sunrise
And to no one's surprise
I come running back every night
Lynn
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