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sex_with_you_is_nothing_but_everything
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*_the missing link_*
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you glide over my body like i do not exist and you crush the emotions and blind your sight you say 'we' are over dead but you know that really it has only just begun
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020110
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silent storm
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It was nothing to you. But to me, it was everything. You were everything.
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020110
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unhinged
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it's funny how i spent months wanting more than anything to take back hurting you and now i would like more than anything to give a swift kick to the balls. i would say you were even more rude in bed than the guy that raped me. and you really should warn a girl before you bust a load on her stomach. sheesh
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020110
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inferiority_complex
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and now the distance has been years are we all supposed to harbor these wretched memories what are the pleasures of life?
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020207
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half-truths [This kind of deception happens too often. Its a sad fact of life: Lies are lies, and sometimes the truth can lie as well] oh what a brute that i become, in my self pitying ambiances, melancholy prods a questioning mind towards murky waters of ill reflections, why do i ruminate on said words that is all it is [words], said to him, him, him,... to her, to me ... and the pattern would continue if it could
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030813
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040104
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ClairE
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me_on_top_of_you you_on_top_of_me When you touched me, something welled up so overpoweringly strong in me that I thought I would die. I didn't think I could experience such feeling and continue to exist. (The funny part is that I was definitely old enough to know better. What did I do to myself?)
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060228
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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