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Jan 2015
Nothing about you is real enough to me.
All I can see in your eyes is fantasy.
You live in a dream world.
Full of lies.
You don't listen to the cries.
All you wanna do is slip between her thighs.
And then deny your child.
Isn't it wild?
You get to be an *******
And get away with it.
It makes me wanna slit my throat.
And decay, away in a bottomless moat.
This is about someone in my life who recently told me he wouldn't be there for me if I ever were to have his kid. Yeah.
Luna Elora
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Luna Elora
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