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 Sep 2015 HM
Jaclyn Jackomis
I sit up at night and wonder,

Was it worth it?


Of one thing I'm sure,

It wasn't and I feel like ****.
 Sep 2015 HM
Victoria Garcia
Its 2 am
And you're not home
Because you were never mine
And i was never home
 Sep 2015 HM
Luna Quinn
blank kisses of no expression,
wicked thrills & lacking translation,
a smoke full of glory and passionate mist,
a half-hearted I love you with a hint of disgust.

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