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Oct 2014
I need to be freed from this curse that is you
you've imposed so long in my space and after having bore two of your children and cancelling a third I know now that this is not what I deserve

I want flowers and cute dates but you say I will **** them and the drive-thru is our new "favorite" dinning place

I never imagined I would end up here
half way through to my degree, still lacking an actual career

I'm embarrassed to know you, be joined to you in this life

Cut me from your noose and let me run far away from you
trying to tap back into my emotions ...
SELENA M
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SELENA M  BROOKLYN
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