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Oct 27
i am the one you think is a ****,
when you hear my backstory,
you will forget what you thought,
if i was right...
i cant be right,
present defines a person,
not the past,
at least only when its bad,
so you were right all along,
i sold whats worthy for whats not,
then only ever said,
i onced owned whats better,
but nothing to sow for,
i wouldve never done that,
if what was worthy got me love,
but yet love never came,
it was jusst a hole someone dug for me,
but instead of trying to get out,
i found comfort and rotted away.
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Roy3  17/F
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