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Jan 2014
I need to adjust myself
and view the past as it is
not as how I wish it
Not through eyes of a deficient
appetite and mind and mood
Careless
Maker, mine, keep me safe
Hold me how you like
I will like it, too

You are an art
fully deceptive and eager to ruin
whomever you can let yourself touch
I let you touch me and I am ruins
I am stupid, and wrong, and scared
Careless
Maker, mine, keep me safe
Touch me however you like
sure I like it, too

He let me go
he let me leave
I want to crawl back
like a frightened child for him to hold
He grinned as he hurt me
Careless
He grinned while he hurt me
Hold me how you like
I will like it, too
Feeling Real
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Feeling Real  26/F
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