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May 2018
He doesn't care
Which parts of me
He rips to shreds
I've never been a part of him
So he has no fear
Of ever pulling himself apart
To love without being love is like throwing your love against a brick wall that is slowly tumbling down back onto you
Harry Gione
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Harry Gione  21/Androgynous/South Africa
(21/Androgynous/South Africa)   
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