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May 2020
I don't even think I love you
Or even like you

Why it hurts?
I don't know

I'm able to write about you.
And I'm not supposed to
A poem every day.
17/5/20

You confuse me in every ******* way
Vic
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Vic  17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store
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