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Dec 2020
I’m Attempting to balance the look on my face
While Drowning myself in these pills that I take
And Now matter how long I peer from my display case
I know it is better to want you in my head
With No relief from my longing
Because Winter is coming
So don’t bring November
With No warmth from a whisper
You said it’d be better
But I can’t remember...........
What’s even the matter?
Kaitland
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Kaitland  28/F/Hollyweird
(28/F/Hollyweird)   
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