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Feb 2020
You told me you loved me.
I sat soaking in your lies.

You told me everything will be ok.
I suffer everyday, hoping your gift will arrive.

You gave me hope.
You told me to go to bed.
I never did...

Why?

Why am I me?
You aged my youth and wasted my life!
I don’t ever want to be you!

But, unfortunately you are me.

Why?
Ollie
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Ollie  M
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   Bogdan Dragos
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