E ngagement, and I smother you
C loaking, though this is not my intent
L oving you should be easy, but my personality is too much
I want to be your equal, not your leader
P lease step up, speak up, be all that you can be
S ay you want me, but don't expect me to be and do
E verything
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Karen Cave
A mum, a friend to many and I love to explore dark themes and taboos in my
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It is miserable but a nice one!