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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1758385
My struggle.
You're like a cancer,
eating away at me.
Time has passed,
but the wounds still fresh.
The worlds so black, when you're around
But still I yearn for your touch to want me.
There is no escape.
I'm trapped.
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