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Oct 2021
soon, you'll wish you hadn't
even come to know my name

when you bitterly realize that
every **** day is the same

endlessly wrestling against
the relentlessness of my pain

i should have warned harsher
that loving me? it's a losing game.

10.19.21
honestly.
I'm scared for you.
efni
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efni  F
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   Thomas W Case and MS Anjaan
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