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Oct 2013
I am so glad that we aren't really friends
not sure I even have it in me to pretend
with those sneaky words that you slipped
my fake smiles hurt as they crack my lips

We keep this going yet there is no reason why
endless circles of uselessness eating us alive
the more time I spend on this it just feels like a waste
you don't deserve that, so I leave this be in grace.
Shiloh
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Shiloh  33/F/Oregon
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   Crumbled, --- and MKJ
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