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Nov 2020
hoh
i dont wanna be a pastime
a distraction for the nighttime
feels like a waste of time
if not yours at least mine
im too sensitive for you to just say
the words you do without shame
melt at the sound of your voice mumbling my name
i love you the most beautiful kind of pain
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
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