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mostly I am angry that you took everything I gave you I wish you had told me to stop and wash the love off of my hands tenderly you could have told me to stop to stop putting my thoughts into your self to stop painting you over my body over every curve every corner of my brain maybe I could have been more prepared more empty of you by the time you decided to make me leave
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Sep 28, 2017
Sep 28, 2017 at 2:33 PM UTC
mostly
mostly I am angry that you took everything I gave you I wish you had told me to stop and wash the love off of my hands tenderly you could have told me to stop to stop putting my thoughts into your self to stop painting you over my body over every curve every corner of my brain maybe I could have been more prepared more empty of you by the time you decided to make me leave
sweet-ridicule
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Sep 28, 2017
Sep 28, 2017 at 2:33 PM UTC
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