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Feb 2018
there is this stain on my spirit
and I bleed my fingers
trying, in vain
to scrub it out

this mess is one you've made

I'm tired of trying to fix it.
Qynn
Written by
Qynn  23/F/Pittsburgh
(23/F/Pittsburgh)   
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     jack of spades and Qynn
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