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2d
your hands ran through my buzzed hair
then reached into my cheap shirt
caressing muscles honed in jail

like a kitten, i could have purred

i loved the girl who gave pain
exchanged for love that's now hate

you were selfish and so toxic
you broke my heart and let it rot
Isaac C
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Isaac C  26/M/USA
(26/M/USA)   
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   Weeping willow
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