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Oct 2014
These words are not mine,
Anymore.
This silence isn't fine,
Anymore.
There is no bed that is mine,
Never was.
I can go back to the floor.
Just waiting for the words.
"I do not want you here,
Anymore."


It will rip,
It will drag from beneath me,
This safety and security.
I wait for the moment,
Where you see me for what I am.
Sad,
Miserable,
Lonely.

Who can love a girl like me,
Wrapped in all this misery.

I'm too serious,
And you're not going to like it.
Alexis
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Alexis  30/F/Michigan
(30/F/Michigan)   
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   Mike Essig, --- and SPT
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