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Feb 2014
Exes exist
Taking up space
Try to forget them
Try to erase
Yet sooner or later
There they are
Disfigurements
On the surface
Emotional scars...
My ex is the Devil's daughter.
Traveler
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Traveler  61/M/Traverse City Mi.
(61/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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