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Mar 2022
And you knew
that it made my insides spill
when you'd do what you do
when you're lonely.
You knew it made me feel
like I was on fire,
mouth sewn shut.
You knew,
but your satisfaction
takes priority
over my security.
But I knew
that no one really cared
all along
anyway.
finishing drafts
Owen
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Owen  27/M/Ft. Campbell TN
(27/M/Ft. Campbell TN)   
427
   Khoisan
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