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Mar 2019
I'd love to tell you how i feel
about my day
But you don't care
you ripped my heart out
you don't care

You brusied me
tortured me
For what?
your fun
I hate you
why did i get with you?
Written by
Erin Johnson  18/F
(18/F)   
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