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Mar 2018
You were suppose to be my best friend
I lend you my heart when your parents torn yours to apart
I told my secrets to you,
I said my deepest fears, I told you about my past
I let you dive in to the waves of my pain
Told the horrible secrets about my childhood
I gave all my trust even though
I had no reason to
but you left like they always do
Let my secrets drip right out of you
like a ****** nose
I know how this goes
I know how this'll end, but in the end
You'll get the bitter end
trust no one
tayarose
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tayarose  17/F/Always somewhere
(17/F/Always somewhere)   
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     Jey Blu, --- and Starving Artist
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