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slicing the surface of your sun kissed face, i used to nurture each grain and crevice that decorated your profile, now i have created the insecurities that dig through your hard skull and crumble your layered state of mind, only for me to sell your pure love to the fairer man. at the time your prostituting was said to bring me wealth and status, but i now sit here in shame as you have been ***** beyond repair. although i deserve not a gram of forgiveness, i hope my patriarchy and greed does not undermine my apology -t.m
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Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 4:20 AM UTC
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slicing the surface of your sun kissed face, i used to nurture each grain and crevice that decorated your profile, now i have created the insecurities that dig through your hard skull and crumble your layered state of mind, only for me to sell your pure love to the fairer man. at the time your prostituting was said to bring me wealth and status, but i now sit here in shame as you have been ***** beyond repair. although i deserve not a gram of forgiveness, i hope my patriarchy and greed does not undermine my apology -t.m
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