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Jun. 24th, 2002 | 03:19 pm

used.
that is what i was to you
an item to play
for just a few days

your heart is elsewhere
kept with a key
protected by the old
and your body is explored by the new

used.
that is what i was to you.
a toy.
a game.

you say that isnt so
but we all really know
the answers to the plight
the reasons that were not right

used.
i wish i was more.
i wish it wasnt you.
but that just isnt so...
i was used.

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from: christle
date: Aug. 12th, 2003 02:21 pm (UTC)
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I absolutely refuse to stop reading your journal until I have read every line of poetry it contains. I cant stop crying either...You see the truth in the world...By reading your poetry, I'm using your eyes...it feels good to not be lied to...

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