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Apr 2018
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Hours filled with you,
has lead to years filled with less of me,
please, I am begging you,
just become a memory,
my darling, my dear,
you have only left me more empty.
leave my head,
the thought of you makes me wish I was dead
Elizabeth Oyibo
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Elizabeth Oyibo  18/F/Iowa
(18/F/Iowa)   
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