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The lines are blurred yet they are clear. I'm not quite sure what we're trying to prove here. We're both dangling something at the end of the other line but none of us will catch on to the bait.
It's not tempting enough.
Maybe to pass the time. Or fill some void inside.
Or, for no logical, intentional purpose at all.
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It's a schoolgirl crush that you should not notice. But the things you do; asking for me, wanting my presence. It gets me thinking in rather wrong directions.
It could be purely innocent, only for means of some kind of support and popularity, perhaps, stretching out to novelty. But that doesn't hide the fact that it could cause detriments to certain extents.
Either way, I'm always flattered when you come around, dropping a line or two. And of course, the smile you never fail to put across my face.
:)
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You have no idea the state I am in beneath my composed sentences and perfectly executed laughter. It is a war zone and I can see myself falling apart after every shot fired and every bomb detonated. It is chaos underneath.
I don't get it. I cannot, just cannot, wrap my mind around this situation. You've always been there, whenever I needed. Now, you're no longer?
Are you even real? Is this all a big joke? Have you had your laugh? Cos I feel like it's my turn to laugh instead of being laughed at.
Where the fuck are you?
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Get me out of here, asap.
