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You broke me, You actually broke me, I can never be content Because whenever i see your face i fill up with rage, dissapointment and desperation. Go tell your ***** she can have you, God knows if you’re using me as excuse to stay, The strings have been cut for you already. But try and hurt me again, And your whole world will crumble before you.
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Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 12:37 PM UTC
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You broke me, You actually broke me, I can never be content Because whenever i see your face i fill up with rage, dissapointment and desperation. Go tell your ***** she can have you, God knows if you’re using me as excuse to stay, The strings have been cut for you already. But try and hurt me again, And your whole world will crumble before you.
A letter dedicated to a sick family member
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22/F/Malta
Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 12:37 PM UTC
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