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I was ready to love you in white trim You found delight in embarrassing me. You taught me that night— I’m not him. These pages I overwrite with words I whip to curse you like a purple gallinule may you never soar.
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Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 5:05 PM UTC
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I was ready to love you in white trim You found delight in embarrassing me. You taught me that night— I’m not him. These pages I overwrite with words I whip to curse you like a purple gallinule may you never soar.
Tom_Berry
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25/M/Tallahassee
Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 5:05 PM UTC
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