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Dec 2015
I had spilled my guts for you
But you just watched me bleed out
I did what i could to make you happy.
even though we both ended up with cut wrists and red eyes
This isn't love baby
This is torment
R Tollefson
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R Tollefson  Madison, WI
(Madison, WI)   
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