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She was mine then she was not. And now all those men look at her hungry. And all I can do is just stand here and watch as she slowly slips away
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Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
She is not really yours either
She was mine then she was not. And now all those men look at her hungry. And all I can do is just stand here and watch as she slowly slips away
Mo_poet
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19/F/Cape town
Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
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