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Feb 2018
I refrain as my frame,
Continuously lies as I let out many unforgiving sighs,
I notice the water is deeper so I falter,
Then he calls me blasphemous as I become slowly passionless,
But that's just fine cause I don't need to follow him into the hollow,
I've got time to strive for my lifeline.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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