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Dumping a fantasy
How do you dump one who's never been yours,
who barely cares you exist,
someone whose body you never have held,
whose mouth you never have kissed?
Though there's nothing to dump, dump you I must,
Dump you right out of my head
where images of you haunt and tease,
caused (to be fair!) by nothing you've done or said.
Tomorrow I get my life back I hope
after a fantasy-nightm...
Saturday 29th November 2014 4:06 pm
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