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Feb 2021
It was all fake love and despair.
Self loathing and lies shared between one another.
Nothing worth holding on to.
Physically they were there.
Just not for you, it would never be forever.
They didn’t even care about you.

They would have settled for another.
But you were easy prey, a simple tool.
They held on to you tightly.
Their intentions were never pure.
What they did was made you a fool.
They led you on with what might be.

They wanted drugs not your company.
Aimee Heeringa
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Aimee Heeringa  27/Gender Nonconforming/Vars, ON
(27/Gender Nonconforming/Vars, ON)   
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   Imran Islam
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