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Jan 2020
misconceived
They call me manipulative,
I’m not to be trusted,
They believe me to be cold,
I have no heart,
They say I cause nothing but pain,
I am a walking disaster.
Written by
aubrey hill  17/F/76670
(17/F/76670)   
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     Chloe and The Poetic Nicole
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