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vintagestiletos
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Feb 19, 2005 08:56
Fear
A therapeutic loss
which I may never regain
scapegoat to a thousand lonely tears
none of which belong to me
Words flow like a strangled river between us
I'm not so sure about tomorrow anymore.
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