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Jul 2016
Im sorry.
I couldnt do it.
See the thing is
Pressure builds up.
Fear takes hold
And i am left a victim.
I wish i didnt have to change for you.
When you told me you loved me
Was it true
or was it because you felt you had to say it.
I love you.
But i cant change me
Not even for you
Because i would never ask you
To change
Love me
Just the way i am
Or leave me
Błeeding Dįamøndš
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Błeeding Dįamøndš  16/M/Denver, Colorado
(16/M/Denver, Colorado)   
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