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Mar@#!

By Sandra, Xanii@aol.com

enough,
i believe it enough

for all the things you kept from me
and now i live here
where i left myself
after you were done
with how i let you have me

yes,
because i sought to believe
even after you fed me
after you bathed me
after you shut me out
i was never enough

not for your pleasures
not for your bed
not for your love

still
i think
i could have been
anything you wanted me to
instead i sit here watching my vomit
and i wonder, what would you think?


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