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Aug 2016
I can't say anything about the way you feel
I don't KNOW you.
We can talk about all this ******* but
I'll just blow you.
Instead.
I'll aim for my own head.
Hold in the words I never said.
And will never say.
I don't know how to do this anymore.
You've rotten me to my core
...god this *****
Steven Galyean Green
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