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Dec 2020
I followed a rabbit
I followed him far

I started to get lost
I suppose that was the cost

Of following someone with pale white skin as you
Even though I loved your view

Wondering
if
ill
ever
be
enough
for
you

chasing someone out of my league,
you left me almost dead with fatigue

Because of this white rabbit
feeling blue was a new habit

And so to put an end to this bad feeling
Ill tie a rope to the ceiling

Ill make a loop, wrap around the tree and through the bunny goes
Ill pull the rope close

Through the hole I go
Ending the feeling of being alone.


❤❤❤
:(
Sorry.
SpOoKy
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SpOoKy  16/F/Momentarily im dead
(16/F/Momentarily im dead)   
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     SophiaAtlas and Jeremy Stacy
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