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Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Tended

Grab her around the neck, In an embrace. "Oh you're so sweet." Clutch her arm and dig your nails into her skin. Don't feel sorry, for I am not crying. Fake facade. "I'm fine." Biggest lie everyone tells. I will always be. Sometimes running isn't an option.
 Why am I doing this?
It does hurt. Why am I still standing here? Don't run. Trembling legs and weakened mind. "I don't understand you." How is this possible. I'm only hurting myself. I'm addicted to it. I know so.

All I really want is somebody to keep their promise.

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