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Apr 2019
her
i hate that girl
she's the flower who i sacrificed all my drinking water for
she's the sun so welcoming i could not stop staring until i became blind
she's the song that overplayed on my record and i lost track of my music library
she is the innocence i could not see tragedy in
she is a friend but i am no ally
i love that girl
i lovED her
bainchote teehee
Written by
Yazad Tafti  23/Two-Spirit/volcano fun land
(23/Two-Spirit/volcano fun land)   
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