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Sep 2017
who was i
to you
?

on that blown up
leather couch
and streaky,
sheet-less
bed,

who was i
if not the person
i explained

and who were you
to
imagine me on
my knees
?

don't forget -
youll love me forever
,

that pretty girl
in gray and
blue
who couldve loved you
back :

and
don't forget -
you killed her.
the date i went on a while ago has traumatized me in a way i don't think ill recover from, everything hurts now.. and i just want my grandpa to die.
cait-cait
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     stopdoopy, karen, Azaria and ---
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