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Jul 2017
Well I'm pretty gone
You always leave when I need you most
What a charming coincidence
It's not strange it's every time now
That I go out
I'll stay in and make sure that you get back safe

Holding on
You drag me down I can't stay afloat anymore
To a false-hope cherry right on top
Your lies weigh like rocks and pierce holes like knives
Of this sundae
*A bitter reminder of your true devotion
It is a lot easier to write now for some reason.
Emma Livry
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Emma Livry  19/F/France
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