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Sep 2021
I'll drink your poison tonight.
It was not your fault but mine.
Forgive me but you can't because
you don't know how. Maybe in my
mourning I'll nail me to your cross
and die for you one final time.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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