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Mar 2018
you talk about trust,
and then betray it.

You beg for another chance, to just blow it.

you talk about love,
and then destroy it.

you talk about working things out,
and never give it a chance.

You say your sorry, but soon again you’ll do the same.

and
every time
im the one crying
on my bedroom floor.
no one to hold,
no one to see me.
PEARL SMOKE
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PEARL SMOKE  23/F/los Angeles
(23/F/los Angeles)   
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