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Jun 2020
We never saw
Eye to eye
Except once
It destroyed me
I wanted a fight
A debate, disagree
Fraudulent perspective
I lied with my eyes
Through lows
I died in your thighs
Furlough
All our highs
When I said its over
Needed your disagree
But you nodded and said
It's not you, It was me
Dont do it again
But if you did
I'd pretend
to agree.
I was meant for you
But you're not for me.

I just want more of your words.
I'm depressed In the morning, repressed by the lunch, night hits the hardest, I'm out in one punch.
Lxvi
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Lxvi  29/M/Victoria
(29/M/Victoria)   
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