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Dec 2014
thing is;
 i never wanned to admit it,  but, 
i did miss you,
 you just hurt me a lot
i don’t give a **** about your drunken texts,
 or phone calls, for god sake,
 you wreck everything,
 you’re so ******* fake
don’t you dare blame me,
 this is on you,
 i’m finally free,
 of *******,
 yeah i finally broke through
thing is;
 *******, for getting up and leaving.
Satelles
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Satelles  Denmark, Sealand
(Denmark, Sealand)   
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