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Sep 2019
I hoped you were different,
Made up a thousand nicknames
For you in my songs.
You're not in my hands,
Now I'm left with a thousand pieces
Of my soul.
Baby, wanna watch me cry?
I'm alone at night
Don't you wonder why?
I'm right about to die.
Honey, wanna watch me try?
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Theo  19/Non-binary
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