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Jan 29
their hands grasp around the flesh of my neck
never letting me go from their grip
whisper some more of those harsh words
tell them i’d like to hear them

say you know how i feel
say you think it’ll be over soon
only they know how long they’ll stay
ruining me like a burden to them
Max
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Max  16/F
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