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Aug 2018
all things come to light
i always play victim
i know it’s not right
i won’t contradict him

sure i might suffer
but i am the cause
i try to act tougher
but end with more flaws

the raindrops they fall
but i cannot see
still no phone call
what’s left of me?
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gabi  Cisgender Female
(Cisgender Female)   
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