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Mar 2020
love, biter sweet taste
never failed to make my heart race
until now
loves final bow
i will not hurt
no longer will i be left in the dirt
your hands will never touch me again
my life has only just begun
no longer will i hide in fear
As you reach for that "one last" beer
No longer scared of you
as i drive away leaving you in the rear view
maybe you'll find me again someday
for if that day shall come, ill hope and ill pray
i know i will survive
and once you're gone for good i will thrive
Written by
Ghostt  25/F/NJ
(25/F/NJ)   
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