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Apr 2019
And maybe I should have know it was too good to be true. But I fell hard for you and really wanted to believe you were the one. You quickly became the air to my lungs and the blood in my veins. So who do I blame when I’m left grasping for air and fighting for life. Because I allowed myself to fall, you don’t trick me.
Olivia Lost
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Olivia Lost  24/F/Canada
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