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Nov 2018
I´m so confused.
Everything spinning
My lungs are abused
My oxygen´s slowly thinning.

When did the red come
It´s all I can see
Now everything´s numb
Life is no longer a guarantee.

I hope you don´t see me like this
I can´t think straight
With that cursed kiss
Why was I always your bait?
Cassie
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Cassie  21/Gender Nonconforming
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