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I wasted all my money on you. Not you as a person , but what you did to me. Therapy, Drugs, Alcohol all down the drain. No amount of money will ever reverse the pain My feelings came like a storm as I opened the door All my missing money now makes me feel poor I wish and I pray to god up above To fill my broken heart back up with love
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Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 2:37 PM UTC
Wasted
I wasted all my money on you. Not you as a person , but what you did to me. Therapy, Drugs, Alcohol all down the drain. No amount of money will ever reverse the pain My feelings came like a storm as I opened the door All my missing money now makes me feel poor I wish and I pray to god up above To fill my broken heart back up with love
Lilim
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19/F/Hell
Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 2:37 PM UTC
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