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we were wild animals. 
neither of us belonged anywhere.
you acted like you didn’t care.
I said it didn’t bother me.
One of us was lying.

This poem is about: 
Me

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TamingOfSeaWolves

short and sweet, continue your story, there is always more to say, even if it is meerly about not saying enough

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