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Poems
Jun 2018
the pit i fall [pitiful]
smoke until i burn my throat
the thought of you flames my hurt
i need you
to leave me
alone
you left but your ghost still haunts me.
they say there is no love without pain
but iām so tired
and lost of love to gain
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