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Jan 2015
I can no longer be the beauty.
For now I am the beast.
You had me at 'Hello'
I had you at 'Good day'

We met in hell,
you became my safe haven.
the light at the end of my hellish tunnel
BaileyBuckels
Written by
BaileyBuckels  in my house on a streat
(in my house on a streat)   
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   Jamie King
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