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bruised forearm, and broken heart. I was denial that this would start. You smiled my way and fed me sweet lies. The second we were alone that's when I wanted to die. The screeching was heard through the plexiglass but it never left these four walls. You kept me trapped. SHAKING became the only h u m a n l y thing that I posses. You kidnapped my heart I was t r a p p e d. I should have listened to the signs. Like when you questioned me a hundred times about my guy friend. Maybe, if I would have notice you were so belligerent. I would still be here. But, I am gone. And you feel like you have done nothing w r o n g
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Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 8:43 PM UTC
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bruised forearm, and broken heart. I was denial that this would start. You smiled my way and fed me sweet lies. The second we were alone that's when I wanted to die. The screeching was heard through the plexiglass but it never left these four walls. You kept me trapped. SHAKING became the only h u m a n l y thing that I posses. You kidnapped my heart I was t r a p p e d. I should have listened to the signs. Like when you questioned me a hundred times about my guy friend. Maybe, if I would have notice you were so belligerent. I would still be here. But, I am gone. And you feel like you have done nothing w r o n g
destiney-dawnov
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Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 8:43 PM UTC
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