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Aug 2017
Tell me how you really feel about me.
Don't go sitting on that fence there's no more room for you.
Now is the time to stick those truth daggers you have into my stomach and twist the blade so those words will scar meΒ Β forever.
Written by
Pineapples  Gloucester
     MeanAileen, rose and Gabriel burnS
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