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Bursting at the seems
Coming from every pore of me
The smell of desperation
Something I cannot clean
I beg for you in my dreams
Just to be slighted
I’m worse than feign
The expectations are baffling
How you want me
And neglect me so thoroughly
I sit here and wait you out
Maybe your senses
Will get you out of the clouds!

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