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Feb 2020
I wasted all my money on you.
Not you as a person , but what you did to me.
Therapy, Drugs, Alcohol all down the drain.
No amount of money will ever reverse the pain
My feelings came like a storm as I opened the door
All my missing money now makes me feel poor
I wish and I pray to god up above
To fill my broken heart back up with love
Lili Gudewicz
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Lili Gudewicz  19/F/Hell
(19/F/Hell)   
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