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Mar 2018
It’s going to be hard.
It’s going to take me lots of time.
You’ll move on fastest
That’s what’s going to be
The hardest.
To see your the cause
Your the developer
Of my broken heart.
Yet ,Your Out.
Living on , Feeling no pain
Having fun.
I don’t deserve this
Should have not happened to me.
I’m so Great
I’m not perfect but I gave much honesty & loyalty.
To be the one left hurting.
I need to move on.
Time to grow up
Time to stand up and change.
Move on and see
More to life than dwelling .
I’ll be ok.
He’ll be more than fine.
He’ll go back to the life he’s been dying to Live on.
Hoes, music, Friends
PEARL SMOKE
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PEARL SMOKE  23/F/los Angeles
(23/F/los Angeles)   
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