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Jun 2013
I ended your life.
I caused them pain.
What did I gain?
Nothing.
That is why I lay,
6 feet under with no one’s breathe to take.

I stole your heart.
Cut it in two.
I really hope.
They remember you.
Dorothy
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Dorothy  22/F/Texas
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