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Mar 2020
Hey you, I don't appreciate what you put me through. I need to do me, not listen to others who diss me eternally. I'm a find a way, so what I had a bad day. You saw me at my worse, I've always been put to work. I'm a be in flight, because my landing is to avoid a fight. Clear my back there is a bunch of stab wounds from a knife. Dark Nel, hitting up my vulnerability from hell. Are you even strong enough to handle my best. Or will that put you to rest. I'll be at your wake to pay a respect. Then burry you, laugh when I pull through. Why you so evil, I am all real. Leader, cheater, bleeder, beater, succeeder, but that's a while ago. Now bout to light up and hit up the other olace so I'm a go. Goodbye, I'm a live a better life.
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
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