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Mar 2018
I picked up the phone
And I heard a cry out of anger
There was my friend yelling at me
why the hell am i still here?
and said I bet my life on your death
spit on your grave I went all in
and you ******* still not hanged
yourself ...
imehsahdehahs
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imehsahdehahs  23/from hell
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