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Jan 2019
There’s no point
To work for people
And learn how to be better
If we aren’t there to learn

There’s no point
To make promises
If we’re going to break them

There’s no point
To love someone
That doesn’t love you

However
There is a point
A sharp point
At the end of
The knife in my heart.
Poolza
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Poolza  17/M/Lol
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   Matthew
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