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Nov 2019
I feel numb
as the ripe chocked me out.
Drains me of my life,
Everything get darker,
and darker,
and darker.
Everything is black.
The ones that ‘cared’
they’re late
s Willow
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s Willow  22/Gender Fluid/Any dark room
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