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She's exhausting and She knows

I advise you.

Do not seek shelter in her.

Do not let her hear you sit to catch your breath;

she will throw you to the wolves.

 

Running.

She always wants you running.

Either toward her or away from her.

But don't let her catch you sitting.

 

Do not crawl under her skin and think it a warm place to be.

She lives there.

She knows it's not.

She will bleed you out like a sickness.

 

Do not let her find your toothbrush behind her earrings

or your fingernail clippings in her pocket.

She will throw you out like a cheater or a thief.

 

Get out of your easy chair

Do not rest

and Maybe you'll stay

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Jul 30, 2014
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