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Apr 2022
so this is it
a waste of my
time.
Time better spent
waiting for your goodbye.

But you walk right back in
like its your ******* life,
take all you can get
at least until the next time.
  
I wallow in this
pain left behind

making me sick
the taste of your lies.
rachel redwine
Written by
rachel redwine  joplin
(joplin)   
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   Cold-Bones
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