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Sep 2017
you treated me like dirt
you made me feel NOTHING but hurt
I was ******* drowning
i profoundly loved you
loved
you
past tense
we made close to no sense
why did I even cry
would care if i died?
you only cared if people believed the words that you said
you lead them to believe i cheated
why would you slit my wrist for me
when i couldn't even breathe
some first love
im finally, finally, finally glad were done
this was written for someone in particular but it fits many situations in my life including the battle within my mind. i hope you can enjoy the read.
Grey Pryor
Written by
Grey Pryor  19/FTM/Californa
(19/FTM/Californa)   
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     Glassmuncher and Nini Smalls
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