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Feb 2015
I never thought being loved would hurt so bad.
Like a thousand knives stabbing my bleeding heart.
For every lie I speak.
As the fear of being alone slowly suffocates my dying heart.
I see the cold monster I've become.
Sacrelicious
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Sacrelicious  31/M/Hell
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       Julie Butler, Pax, ---, brxken, --- and 6 others
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