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Dec 2014
March right the hell away from me
Just leave me in your wake
I am sick and tired of
All my give
And all your ******* take.
You’ve ****** me dry,
You succubus.
I’m done with all the lies.
I know I said I’d be there,
Now I’ll be your demise

*(r.e.)
Randi G
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Randi G  21/Gender Questioning/Oregon
(21/Gender Questioning/Oregon)   
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