OH NO

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OH NO

AND THEN HE PLAYED WITH HIMSELF
CRIED OUT FOR AFFECTION
SOME SAY THE LACK OF ATTENTION SENT HIM OFF INTO DEMENSIONS
INSANITY NO LONGER IN TOUCH WITH REALITY
HOW FRAGILE IS HE?
I'VE BROKEN THEE WITH MUCH GLEE SPREAD THROUGHOUT THY EYES I SEE I SEE
OH HE'S IN LOVE WITH ME
BUT I NO LONGER WANT HE
WASTED BALLS SHARED WITH THEM ALL
AS SELFISH IS THE BITCH IN ME NO ROOM FOR HE
HOW RAW IS THE SLUT BUT I CAN DO WITHOUT YOUR TOUCH
SHARED WITH MANY
NOT LEFT SACRED FOR ME
SO MUCH IN HE I SEE
A POTENTIAL LOVE SURELY TO FLEE
ONCE AGAIN ONCE AGAIN
LETS NOT PRETEND 

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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