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Dec 2013
Make me forget his name
I’ll let you say her name
Killing won’t help us now
Ending this will just hurt you more in the end
Jewel, diamond in the ruff, you’ll pay for the pain you’ve put me through
Ask me if this is ok?
My hurt won’t help you stay sane
Is this worth the pain in the
End
**** the heart
Organized crime is what’s left to find
Dead men running through town
I’m gone for you, now.
Written by
Jane Doe  28/Non-binary
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