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Sep 2020
a lowlife rascal
with nothing but swords
living off ***** words
hearing women whisper in my ears
feeling clothes fall off
and lust be strong
feeling adrenaline in my veins
and yet I will never be fulfilled
the person was gone years ago
and I still feel tears
they are gone a hole is in place
for all this hurt to fall into place
so let it be and let me fall
I will fall into deaths jaws
sorry it's a bit dark I just don't feel the best right now been through a really hard time
Snow Selmon
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Snow Selmon  20/M
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