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Feb 2015
Get the **** out of my face!
you fucken toad
making me have anorexia
so hungry that the only thing my body can digest
is my happiness
but still my love for you is strong
all because I'm so scared to see your face
because I know that if you smile again
our fates will be sealed
A simple poem
Don't Exist
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Don't Exist
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   Christopher KD
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