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  Mar 2019 Summer Shellhamer
-E
Roses are blue voilets are red, my words get messed up when your in my head.
I leave a trail of shattered hearts.. so frail..
Clumsy I am...
I have to sadly reject people that ask me out..
  Mar 2019 Summer Shellhamer
Devon Lane
Stop breaking other’s hearts.

One day, there won’t be any left to break
but your own.
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