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May 2020
What did i expect?
What did i want?
wasn’t ever meant to be, never really was, and yet somehow, in the end, I discovered
I had a heart,
because it was broken.
Oh, You fool. You sad, deluded fool.
Torn in two by different ideas of who you were, and it turns out
You weren’t either of them
Jesus A
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Jesus A  17/M
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     Bogdan Dragos and Fawn
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