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Aug 2014
i really wanted you to be the one
i ****** my life up with.
whenever his eyes found mine,
it really made me sick.
it was like i could hear you through his voice.
and whenever he blew out his smoke,
i could smell your hair.
Faith
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Faith  19/Cisgender Female/MS
(19/Cisgender Female/MS)   
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   Kaitie Jane Owens and Antonio
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