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Jan 2019
I thought you were my life line,
But nah, you were my flat line,
The day that I was born you took my breath away,
And not in a good way,
I left myself and any good left in me that day...
The day you decided this should end,
I thought you were a direct line,
To my life ***,
But you were just a straight shot,
To a flat line,
My demise,
I thought you threw me a line,
To help me up,
Instead you were a death trap,
Painted in beautiful colors
ScaR SavagE
Written by
ScaR SavagE  34/F/LB, CA
(34/F/LB, CA)   
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     Fawn, Allan Mzyece and Wolf
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