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Jan 6
The slurs flow like water
Whenever I try to get you help
They feel like fire
But you don't care
We're still friends
Again & Again
More words
More pain
But if I walk away will you still be ok?
Written by
Vesper  13/M/somewhere else
(13/M/somewhere else)   
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