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I grabbed at my chest, Wanting to rip out my lungs as they suffocated my heart. I originally thought you poisoned my heart but Maybe your Apple pie Maple syrup Cinnamon Fragrance Corrupted my lungs and Turned them evil. They squeeze together and Dis-form  themselves just to hurt My heart. I cant breath when I think of you, No, not in a good way.
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Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 11:59 AM UTC
Conspiring Lungs
I grabbed at my chest, Wanting to rip out my lungs as they suffocated my heart. I originally thought you poisoned my heart but Maybe your Apple pie Maple syrup Cinnamon Fragrance Corrupted my lungs and Turned them evil. They squeeze together and Dis-form  themselves just to hurt My heart. I cant breath when I think of you, No, not in a good way.
Katelynxlove
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18/F/Minnesota
Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 11:59 AM UTC
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