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Feb 2019
I had to walk away
No, I had to run
I had to banish you from every inch of my life
You were the dust mites in the crevices of my soul
You were ***** dishes
You were grime, and dirt, and decay
And I needed to spring clean my heart
You're gone, And I am clean
Elly
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Elly  24/F
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