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Nov 2017
There is nothing I can do,
This is all on you.
You could have made this work
But you chose to be a ****.
To walk away
No care of what I have to say
You can't love enough,
You leave the moment things get tough.
Three times you walk
All I needed was for you to talk.
I think that's enough
To show you don't give a stuff!
Written by
Joyfulgurl  33/F/Cornwall
(33/F/Cornwall)   
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