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Jul 2017
I gave up on you
In an earthquake in the frame
Your open skin soaked in blood
On the bumpy fourth kind

If love is where you invest your life
And home is where your heart is
Where did that ******* duck
Where did he invest
You stupid ****

As if all the heart breaks didn't keep you satisfied
You had to leave me with this broken frame of the hero I dreamed of being
You left me wondering
Raging
Screaming
Crying
Mostly you left me dying
I just kept on trying
As you left me at the detour
With no beacon to guide my feet
You watched and stared as I entered
Entered the passenger seat
Left me to dwell on my own
Just to let you know I'm doing well
I'm okay
I'm good
I'm fine
I'm ninety nine shades of *******
No more color in these eyes
You might have tripped the main switch
Might have killed the supplier
Gee
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Gee  23/M/Pretoria
(23/M/Pretoria)   
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