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Nov 2020
I ain't ever write a story before
I've always been the one they ignored
Never remember why I wasn't happy anymore
Everything is just tough and feels like a chore
No one to see or adore
I catch myself drinking till I pass out on the floor
A liar, a cheat, and a man *****
Common names for me now my feeling sore
But my judgment will always be poor
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
(28/M/Minnesota)   
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