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Feb 2014
Day
The love we had
could not compare
to those we had before,

Yet there you are
in pain and tears
upon my bedroom floor,

You begged to stay
but when you left
I watched you from the door,

And though I've done
these awful things
I'll always love you more.
3 years.
Mel
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Mel  24/Genderqueer
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