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Nov 2018
he‘s the embodiment of chaos,
an epitome of insecurity.
rage travels within his veins,
eventually percolating from his fangs,
masquerading itself as honey
and allowing me to swallow it all down.
and once im bulging with his animosity,
he sinks his fangs into the plump exterior of my heart, draining me of everything i am.
until im nothing but putty in his hands.
my ex is a little *****
ashton
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ashton  18/F
(18/F)   
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     Grace and Farrell O Lideadha
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