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Mar 2019
I'm a waste of space.
Waste of time.
Waste of air.
Waste of the time you spent on me.


Time you spent with me
Me of all people.
I felt free.
Loved.
Wanted.



But it was just your sick little lie, your sick little game.
I'm not a people person anymore *sad noise*
Written by
Hadley Potratz  16/F/Nebraska
(16/F/Nebraska)   
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