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May 2019
I’m choking on your lies
Flying at me like bullets
And your mouth is the gun
It’s time for goodbyes
I can not control it

When I reach out
You’re not there
You don’t care
So what’s the point here?

I guess this round you won
You kept pulling the trigger
Now you regret it, it figures
But get the hell out now
Because I’m done feeling down

When I reach out
You’re not there
You don’t care
So what’s the point here?

Bang, bang, I’m gone
It’s time to say “so long”

When I reach out
You’re not there
You don’t care
So what’s the point here?
Jenni Littzi
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Jenni Littzi  36/F/Florida
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