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Dec 2020
sad eyes,
how did i not realise?
it was pain,
regained it,
and it took 100 tries,
to get you to talk,
but how did i not realise?
you were broken,
a token,
to get you to talk,
i should've loved you,
but then you were gone
#suicide
R L
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R L  17/F
(17/F)   
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   ---, abby and erica lynn
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