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by wyteboy

my left hand quivers as the right extends reaching out for you knowing its the end brushed aside by your cold slap I reach again but am met with a slap my face felt the pain but my heart aches like fissures gouging cracks in lakes I stand stunned yet want to hold you as you walk away and say that we're through you get no more than ten feet from me I hope you feel safe because now I'm comfy pointing my gun at your back all that's heard is the crack as you fall dead into the soft leaves and I blow my brains to smithereens
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wyteboy
32 / M / Sparks, NV
For You?
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wyteboy
32 / M / Sparks, NV
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Jul 13, 2020
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