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Feb 2020
Visions of her face are torturous
She controls my thoughts like a sorceress
Her heart’s the furthest thing from virtuous
She takes, she takes, she takes control
Find love before you’re ruined by heartbreak
She’s a pro at avoiding heartache
Snatched my heart and ran away
I pray that she’ll return someday
I’m not ok but it’s ok
Pluto
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Pluto  23/M/USA
(23/M/USA)   
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   Max Neumann
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