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Oct 2019
I wish a word would reach you,
and maybe it has – it’s hard to tell, but

you seem so lost in hatred anymore.
Apathy is most certainly your color.

You barely can say my name, now.
I know I’ve hurt you, but
Tyler Matthew
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Tyler Matthew  27/M/U.S.
(27/M/U.S.)   
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