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Dec 2014
With a nervous chuckle,
He stammers frantically
about desire.

I sigh and turn away,
Giving his concubine
A little bit of privacy.

It didn't matter anyway.
I never expected
Love to exist.

My expectations were correct.
This is what I get
For caring,
Liz And Lilacs
Written by
Liz And Lilacs  America
(America)   
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