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Apr 2019
**** you all to hell and its fiery blaze
                              
                                  Blessed be thy name upon our earth,

cursed one left to roam with a heart of hurt,

                                  your demise shall be well met with haste,

**** me now and hope to end my days.

                                  save yourself and stay interred.
Marla
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Marla  24/F/Seattle
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