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Dec 2019
Sea
You talk to me like there’s still a we,
You ended it and said I’m a pesky bee,
So why are you still ******* at me,
Your being a sand flea,
Hopping around me at the sea,
So please just let me be,
Before you make it a dead sea.
Orion Lesneski
Written by
Orion Lesneski  19/M/Idaho
(19/M/Idaho)   
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     Naceur Ben Mesbah and ---
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