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Jan 2019
He never wanted her all along his hurtful words hitting like bricks as the spewed from his mouth.
She wanted it to stop wanted the world to end so with the bed filled in 2 dozen yellow carnations she pulled the trigger laying there..
...alone
she was the winner..
Written by
Baylee Childers
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     ---, Loser, acacia and Fawn
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