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midnight scribble

May 14, 2017May 14, 2017by heather anne24 Comments on midnight scribble

Excuse me,
I think I should be
the one asking the
questions

here. Now if you’d
only bother to listen
maybe we could get
to the bottom of
why you lied,

or at least figure
out why I say
“I believe you”
when I don’t.

 

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