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Jan 2019
How did this happen
Did you already know
You always said you would love me
Stop the lies
Loving me, wasn’t enough
So you walked
Easily you made it appear
And I am left with the mess
Left me, wounded and vulnerable
For what
Dead is what you are to me
What does any of it mean anyways?
Written by
Dante Prince  M/Out there somewhere
(M/Out there somewhere)   
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