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Sep 2021
Don't call me perfect while you're
still in love with her.
You called me perfect.
And then told me you loved her.
How could I be perfect if I'm not her?
The perfect not her?
Louise
Written by
Louise  18/F
(18/F)   
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     Patrick, Fawn, Escape, Persephone and Imran Islam
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