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Feb 2020
It’s nights like these
I sit alone in the car
Not wanting to escape this closure
I think I’ve found
Screaming out
The words I wish I’d said
And reminiscing on times
That never found their place
And I wonder
How much more of me you’ll take
Before you realize
I’ll never be what you think you want
queen of hearts
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queen of hearts  28/F/Cleveland
(28/F/Cleveland)   
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     Edmund black and ---
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