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Dec 2017
Loner with the *****
Not satisfied
In distress

He can but pout
After the loss
Of us

I cannot forgive sin
Unfortunate lies
Crippling

His' eyes are my spawn
A morbid creation
To see obtusely

He sideswiped my singular vanity
Forced me into a bloom of blue
I gave it all to him

But a name
Dakota J Dawson
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Dakota J Dawson  22/M/Huntsville, AL, USA
(22/M/Huntsville, AL, USA)   
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