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Nov 2013
I want to walk away from you.
I want to be able to drop you,
and not be phased by your cries.

I cant stand this anxious lingering;
this cringing inside me that twists my nerves.
My heart clings to the brightness,
and I want to die.

Give up, move on.
I want to torture you.
Anastasia M
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Anastasia M  Dallas, TX
(Dallas, TX)   
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