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Jul 2016
You message me...
It all rushes back.
I remember the things you did to me.
The dark place you left me in.
The 8 months of scars and tears.
And in that moment,
Total clarity.
Because now I know not to trust you.
Wordfreak
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Wordfreak  23/M/Denver, CO
(23/M/Denver, CO)   
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