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Jul 2019
I am tierd of how confused my heart is everytime we talk.
Crying in the night wondering if i am
Losing my mind over you.
Can't you see how much it is killing
Me inside does it even matter to you?.
Laying on a tear soak pillow looking
At your name wondering, if should
Just press the delete buttom on you.
Yes my heart will break.
But your killing me everyday.
This has come from a personal experience in todays world with social media we can never be sure who we are talking to and you can get burned
Written by
stephanie burrows  F
(F)   
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