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Jun 2014
You give me the letter from her
and as I read the words
only meant for your eyes,
I realize
I've willingly been giving in to your eloquently delivered lies
I realize
I'm just a victim of your intoxicating
charisma and you know
how I hate
the
role of a
**Damsel in Distress
MBishop
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MBishop
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