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Feb 2022
Rip my heart out
Lie to me again
Nothing feels as good
As you ******* with my head
You say forever
But then you walk away
I'll show you who's leaving who
If you were smart you'd stay
I've crossed you not once but twice
Let's make it three times
I'm done being nice
You said I was pretty in pink
But you prefer me in black
I'll wear red to your funeral
And nail the coffin with a laugh
I've cried before
Over boys, girls, and men
Mostly for myself
Cause I'm still not dead
But for you my tears are frozen
My chest numb with the cold
Pebbled, tight, and hardened
My true heart of ice not gold
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
(27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell)   
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