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Aug 2022
Didn't know what to think while upside down
Held me down
Just to drown
With a broken heart
Heart on my sleeve
That tends to bleed
When it's love I need
Need I say more
Xsploive lik dre and claymores
Hard to love when your claim your
Done with what we crave most
I stay haunted by  ghosts
That like to keep a chokehold
On my soul, heart stays cold
And haunted by the the thought of you
Jorge L Echevarria
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Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
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