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Sexual, and other forms of Manipulation
It's as if you pay(time, energy....) to get played in the end.... I'm torn down the middle.... your time will come "they" say.... how one wishes to be appreciated for the human one is today.... how do you trust a single soul today, through all the charades?
TLC; instead of Tender, Loving, Care; a Tragic, Life, Crisis is what it all seems to be.... this life cycle is so hard to believe.... wake up in hopes not to be blindsided or deceived....the way it's eating at me..by the time, "that" time comes; I'm dead inside with no chance of recovery..
the bright side seems so impossible to see....damaged goods decaying further with time....
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