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Jun 2014
I trusted you with my life, you knew every aspect of it

I trusted you with the crossed lines on my thighs that are as open as I was to you

All I asked was my secret to be kept safe but I suppose that's another promise you couldn't keep

Give me back my secrets they are not yours to keep, maybe they could have been, hadΒ Β Β Β i not been decieved
Kind of on the spot but class is a good time to think
Written by
Lauren  ontario
(ontario)   
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