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Jun 2016
her bed is creaking in the room next to mine, im hoping this man makes her feel divine

she is something extraordinary, and its not just her beauty. Her soul could move mountains as if it was their god given duty

her hair is ****** red like what was dripping down my wrist, that was the time i found out it wasnt me the man i love kissed

an idiot i was to think love was a person, when all along it was a place
and oh, all the places i have to go
cass
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cass  20/F/canada
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