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Vain
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Citrine Sharp PM
To regret, hate, and blame someone, for love lost. Vainity is only skin deap.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst/Tragedy - Words: 60 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 01-07-06 - id: 2084738
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I hate the way you used me,
tossed away like a rag.
I hate the way I see you,
swooning over the slut hag.

You'll clean for her,
but not for me.
Take her places,
I wanted to be.

You could have saved,
all that we had,
but you let me slip away.
I feel like just a fad.

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