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Dec 2014
No more
No more
No ******* more

So done with you and how
I was the first yet last
choice.

I constantly lived in fear
you would pick him over
me.
A girl you were supposed to
******* love.

But no,
you were falling
for others and you want
me to like you again
Remus
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Remus  23/Trans Male
(23/Trans Male)   
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