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Jul 2014
loving you is a delicate affair
I go months thinking you don't care
only to have you texting me sweet things
I feel like you're making me dance on strings
balancing on what I want and what is right
my future with you is never bright
but why is it all I desire?
you leave a ******* fire
all over the people you touch
maybe I just care about you too much
the burns I suffer are only surface
without the pain I have no purpose
I wish you could just leave me alone
but my heart is for you to own
no one else can get through
my walls are not new
they have become so thick
but for you they opened like a trick
they will open whenever you ask
please. please come back.
why do you do this to me
Anna
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Anna  sin nasty
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   Katelyn Enders
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