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Apr 2017
i'm done with the short and sweet,
i'm not that girl, i'm the deep and critical,
he wasn't my blue sky, hell, there was barely a him.
it didn't remind me of home, i don't even know what home is,
i'm done with your lies as if you understood.
   so now ask yourself this question
               are you the fraud.
have i called out your lies and flaws?
have i chilled your bones and bursted your bubbles?
            oh darling, these are simple things.
      just watch yourself, you can't be simple forever.
broken words
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broken words  15/F/alabama
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