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Jun 2015
A sky, once filled with your clouds from hell, has been replaced with my smoke stacks of lighting - ready to burn down everything you have built.
Dispite how you have ruined me, i refuse to ruin a house built on straws.
Despite how you crumbled me, i won't leave you when you need me most.

That's the differance between me and you.
That's the reason you no longer deserve me.
Funny, how the roles have swapped. I could never put you through the hell you made me live.
josh wilbanks
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josh wilbanks  north carolina
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