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Apr 2017
I hold all the cards...
But why am I only showing
the bad ones?
I see your eyes and what they are saying.
You are ready to leave...

Why do I create so much chaos?
I do it all by myself.
Then, like always,
Everyone runs away from me.
And I feel relieved.
Written by
Phoenix Rising  122/Non-binary/Death's Door
(122/Non-binary/Death's Door)   
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