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Mar 2021
i can't tell why i'm doing this
letting you in
saying its fine

it's not
i'm about to lose
my ******* mind

moved on
and ready to be done
yes you are

but this matters
so much to me
taking it so hard

made of glass
so its blatant
you could shatter me to bits

the only thing
stopping you
from doing this

is knowing
once im gone
who'll be your slave

feeding into your
god complex
with my hopeless faith
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
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