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Facing the Ledge of Nowhere
He is my love,
Yet I am his toy.
He likes me.
I love him.
What do I do about you?
You take my heart and run it through the wash.
As I sit in this tub,
I think of your words.
It is ok that I like you.
You like me too.
What does it mean?
I look at my wrist and pick up the razor.
I put down the razor and get dressed.
You are not worth it.
I collapse on the couch silently crying.
You knock on my door.
I wipe my eyes and open it.
You ask me what is wrong.
My eyes are swollen and red.
I smile big and give you a hug,
Letting years of uncried tears flow freely.
And finally telling you how I feel.
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