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You're out kissing strangers.
So now I'm taking a strike.
I'm so done with all your bullshit.
It's just not right.
You have no sympathy.
No recognition for our relationship.
It only exists when it's convenient for you.
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YOU ARE READING
Finding Myself I ▽
Poetry"She painted her soul with words and displayed the pain for all to observe." Where a girl is learning how to love herself and the complicated life she lives.
