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Aug 2020
I know how it feels to be lied to and alone.
You tore out the stitches in me you have sewn.
I should have guessed when "forever" you intoned.
In your eyes, forever is brief. I wish I had known.
Written by
Cameron  18/Cisgender Male/Washington State
(18/Cisgender Male/Washington State)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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