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Feb 2020
He made the mistake of dancing in my storm
When nothing good comes out of this
Tears rain down
And I can’t control it
I’m too much for everybody
It hurt when he left
But he did it
for his own safety
I am too much for a world that is too little
When the story ends
You start fire to my forest
While my tears pour to put it out
Nola Leech
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Nola Leech  18/Cisgender Female
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