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Dec 2013
It's a cycle
You hurt me and I'll become you
There isn't anything to prevent this
I've never been much to conform
You shaped me from the start
Hollow and fragile
Someone broke you.
You put me on the verge of shatter
Small cracks form on the edges
Nothing but a breeze could make it crumble.
I'm you and you ****** all me out.
You get my pain now baby.
Have fun with the bits you thought you'd get.
I can be a ***** too
There isn't anything you can have now it's been empty for years
Nothing worth waiting for
Jokes on you sweetie
Hope you have fun with everything you've obtained
I'll be sure to pass on your good grief
Next adventure with surely get enough to spare
If anyone deserves my love it'd be you deary
Have fun with all my love
There's quite a bit
Good luck trying to control it now that you've taken it all.
Anna Belle
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Anna Belle  Wisconsin
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