Daisy2819
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life
Your hurt
Your Anger
Your Pain
Has nestled itsself into the crease of your neck like a sleeping lover.
And unllike the rest of your fornicating nights this one stays mouth to your ear.
Whispering your biased stances
Because she is your hurt.Your Pain.Your Anger.
And you have built your life standing on this uneven hooker whom wills you to fall.
She tells you your childhood shapes your mind but she does not tell you to become better.
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