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Mar 2020
Through your tears
And my actions
Our fire went out
Our fire went out

your voice echoing
we're better than this
when you've broken down
when you've broken down

Though I have found
A life without love
just feels like I've drowned

Your heart now in a home without doors
this experience constructed your decor
Out of memories
Guilt, blame, and shame
A spell left behind keeps
you locked away.....
Maybe someone can release you
someday
Hopeless Outlet
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Hopeless Outlet  34/M/NYC
(34/M/NYC)   
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     --- and Fawn
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