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Ever change? I need a connection, That was true. But, Something in your inflection Hints at misdirection, Reeks of lies. You don't want me, psychically It's no longer frustration, But more so consternation, over What I feel I must do With no choice Mute, but you hate my tongue And cringe every time you hear my voice. Displacement, over all You can place it on me And if I leave, Like you are absent, Will you be like me? Left, wanting. No
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Jun 19, 2023
Jun 19, 2023 at 11:09 PM UTC
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Ever change? I need a connection, That was true. But, Something in your inflection Hints at misdirection, Reeks of lies. You don't want me, psychically It's no longer frustration, But more so consternation, over What I feel I must do With no choice Mute, but you hate my tongue And cringe every time you hear my voice. Displacement, over all You can place it on me And if I leave, Like you are absent, Will you be like me? Left, wanting. No
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Jun 19, 2023
Jun 19, 2023 at 11:09 PM UTC
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