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Love was the Afterthought; To my emotion &, My madness. /// Hate is why I cannot feel; Yet the world just sees, My empty glasses. P. S. May your freedom bring you both happiness & joy. Until the day we meet in Hell where I can play You like a toy.
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Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 12:40 AM UTC
The Devil is in the Details;
Love was the Afterthought; To my emotion &, My madness. /// Hate is why I cannot feel; Yet the world just sees, My empty glasses. P. S. May your freedom bring you both happiness & joy. Until the day we meet in Hell where I can play You like a toy.
Pete McIntire 1/3.5 @RedLightWriting
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29/M/Peoria, IL
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 12:40 AM UTC
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