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Jun 2017
my hands are clean

my conscience is clear

I did nothing wrong!

Why

Why do you stare at me so?!

don't

Don't cry!

Because then I'll . . .

we couldn't make it

no one could

we tried

we failed

i didn't dump you

i couldn't

*you weren't there
Written by
James Scanlan  20/M/American Samoa
(20/M/American Samoa)   
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