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Feb 2018
I wake up beside you thinking of what happened to me and why am I with you and will this pain ever stop well I tell my friend of how much of a hunk you are and how lucky I am to have you those are all lies I wish I never met your sorry *** and I could have been the person that I wanted. But then you come home and you hold me tight till I fall for you again and again. Then I see you bat your eyes at those ***** but I have to stay the perfect quite broken wife that you make me our son is becoming you and when I fight back you say your sorry for what you have done and  I lick my lips with dought and kiss you and then I see you talk to your friends and you say how much of a ***** I am to you and this is the way I feel about you. *******.
Chris Allen
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Chris Allen  14/M/Austin,Texas
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