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your pathetic apologies did not save you then, your pitiful threats of war do not save you now, you are lucky i carry the mercy of a mother in my soul.
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Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 10:22 PM UTC
she’s in my soul.
your pathetic apologies did not save you then, your pitiful threats of war do not save you now, you are lucky i carry the mercy of a mother in my soul.
because if i didn’t, i would pull the rain from the clouds and drown you in their sorrows.
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16/F/Kansas City, MO
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 10:22 PM UTC
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