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Feb 2018
you aren't the jack to my rose.
you are the iceberg to my titanic
because no matter the course i planned to go,
you were meant to cross my path,
hit me,
sink me,
and **** everything
i was and was supposed to be.
-WRR
william robert roy
Written by
william robert roy  23/F
(23/F)   
436
   Lior Gavra
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