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Being Forgotten
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Complete, First published Aug 10, 2015
This is a short story about learning just how much control he has over your emotional and physical state that it petrifies you. 

The complete power he has over your mental state is horrifying, the way he can make you cry with out even trying/ noticing. I think that's what hurts most that he doesn't even know.

Yet I crave, ache for he's attention, Waiting on his every word, begging for him to smile at me again if he ever really did.

This is my conundrum
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