you are such a false hope. i miss you.
sometimes i feel broken.
like a toy, new and exhuberant, put to much use, and then left for dust, for something new.
my body, my mind, myself.
sometimes i feel fixed.like i have been rediscovered and needed to be put to use immediately. needed to be loved again, cherished, i bring a smile to your face and
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