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May 2014
rather not say what's on my mind
but I like honesty I guess
you ruin everything you know
each hope you smother like
an unwanted flame
make me want to scream
you're the frustrater
I'm sick of being the victim
you're the perpetrator,
my twisted lover

-c.j.
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