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Apr 2017
I pulled you out of a hole only to push you into another, much deeper.
I made laughter swell up in your heart, then left you drowning in tears.
I showed you some light, but locked you in a black cell with no air.

I'm sorry, I never meant any of this.
I am a bad helper. A very bad one. I make things worse. I shouldn't try, i shouldn't interfere. Your life was less miserable without me. Please just forgive me and forget me. I'm crashing.
Written by
Tinker Bell  F
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