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Sep 2018
Being heartbroken in vegas is like crying during a parade
Celebrations stumbling over my abused vital *****
All smiling and intoxicated
Having the times of there life's
While I slowly die inside
The house wins tonight and a ghost of a world I created whispers in my ear, "you have no home"
Even though I left you, apart of me was left
Those walls and our future now haunt my dreams and loneliness
sneaks up on me at night just to remind me of all the visions I’ve had to surrender, roads I’ve got lost on, and storylines  of us I’ve had to ****
Parker
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Parker  30/M/Here and there
(30/M/Here and there)   
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   Em MacKenzie
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