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Aug 2022
I'm gonna self destruct,
Drop everything and break it off,
Color my limbs every shade of red,
Make sure that you know I'm done.
I'm ******* done.

**** up
***** up
Calling out
Going out
Am I gonna get another chance?

Told you all my faults and left,
Insulted you and put you down,
I didnt really mean it but how else do I live with this stress?
This happens every time I feel pressure building.
So I tell you to ******* and I dip out.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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