Untitled By: Carmen Cooper I am going to fall again. I feel it. The process has already begun. My stomach hurts. That little piece of pain that grows inside of me. I feel like crying again. As soon as you touched me. I felt I could not escape from the pain, the gain I will not have from this. Mirrors do tell the truth, I thought as I swipe my lipstick across the crescent of my lips. Do a little dance. My heart beats. But why do I forget? I know what you did. How you forgot. I curse the day I met you because you trapped me. Pulled me so close, such a tight grip on me. I cannot break the chains. But yet there are no chains. I feel the want and lust yearning to be released. I feel I want to act out on it. To release it, let it take over me. But. I feel that I do not trust you. You have very beautiful brown eyes that put me in a trance. That blinds me sometimes. As you hold me with your gaze. Wrap your arms around me, Pull me closer, Brush yo...
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