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Feb 2018
Whisper sweet nothings in my ear,
Then let’s pretend you were never here.
Every time you walk out the door,
I had never wanted you more.
You leave my thoughts impaired,
But I have never really cared.
What we have can never be real,
Because nothing is what I feel.
Tyler Hintz
Written by
Tyler Hintz  F/South Dakota
(F/South Dakota)   
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   High Pristess
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