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Jun 2014
For them,
I would swim across all the oceans.
I would give an ***** out of my own body.
I would take a bullet to my skin.

For me,
They would smirk in passing.
They would laugh pitifully at my jokes.
They would listen to my stories half-heartedly.

At the end of the day,
I would be just another chapter in their book
and they would move on to someone better.
Colleen
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