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Nov 2014
I’ll spend my whole life trying to make it up to you, and I’ll never be able to, I’ll never deserve you. But maybe I can make you forget all of the bad **** that I’ve done to hurt you. I wish my love wasn’t so toxic. I wish it was still the love that could make flowers grow. I’ll spend my whole life strengthening my green thumb.
Sag
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