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Jan 2019
If you want me to leave
Then why would you tell me to stay
Don’t try and confuse me
You know that’s that **** I hate
I can’t wait till summer
When I can sleep outside
The sound of crickets chirping
A switchblade between my thighs
You know if I left
It would be the last time
So just let me go
If all I’m good for is lies
Nevermind
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Nevermind  22/F/Connecticut
(22/F/Connecticut)   
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     dc and Eric
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