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Nov 2018
He’s like a boa
Wrapped tightly around my neck
Strangling me to death

I dig my nails
Straight into his flesh
But he won’t let go yet

I don’t know
What it’s going to take
I ******* hate this ******* snake

No matter how hard I fight my feelings for you
You’re like a boa, strangling me, turning me blue
i Have no idea what this is.. it doesn’t make a lot of sense but I’m sick of you being in my head.
Madison
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Madison  20/F
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