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Feb 2018
they make me want to bite my lips raw
put my hands in my hair and tug
that's not me, that person making all of those terrible decisions
I didn't know better
let me go back in time
the memories
Written by
Gem  F
(F)   
95
   FraisDeLaFerme
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