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Nov 2015
You thought you'd be,
A temporary bandaid,
You tried to help me out for your own sake,
And I thought it was real
But you never wanted to stay part of me
And when you rip yourself away,
I'm going to bleed.
Alexandria Hope
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Alexandria Hope  25/Gender Fluid/Doolin, Clare, Ireland
(25/Gender Fluid/Doolin, Clare, Ireland)   
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