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Sep 2018
Received on February 14th, valentines day
Not meant to be this way
Just for my soul to train
The cup she gave me
my valuedΒ Β possession
turned to the thing
blocking progression
I drink from it
Filled with rage
Wrists un-slid
again, this stage
Keep it to tease
the beast inside me
for if I throw it away
I would be the same
that I was the day
I broke her
and threw her away
And remembered
I threw her away first
and broke her first
******* hate myself for that
Written by
Armand-DeamoJC  17/M/South Aftica
(17/M/South Aftica)   
   Fawn and Rebekah Guindi
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