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If you want some context for my last text best to ask my next ex then my last one again next Maskless just like way back, i missed that yet I’m seeing sides which  i wish i could forget Mixed with the definite scent of yesterday’s whores-breath One look of regret and then it turns to a threat Maybe it’s me, maybe not (I’m perplexed  - is it worth the broken life that’s mine i die to save by getting out alive meanwhile my loved ones wish me dead) No one need change - best guess we best just leave alone, strangers instead we both find love with another without each other’s ghosts I wished them all well and all the while they wish me so much less I Give  Take III          I She Lives  for free from fake love I digress We Hate this Almost as much as We Hate us I meet in the middle having made half of the mess with my neglect - my best guess: I’ll be left with less than i request when I swallow what pride that i have left for a chance to protect all those lies of love she spun from spite and her need to be perceived as right - No fight is worth the loss of time we waste on hate to feed our egos we go way too far to ever find ground equal
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Aug 14, 2021
Aug 14, 2021 at 11:32 PM UTC
Equal; still wrong
If you want some context for my last text best to ask my next ex then my last one again next Maskless just like way back, i missed that yet I’m seeing sides which  i wish i could forget Mixed with the definite scent of yesterday’s whores-breath One look of regret and then it turns to a threat Maybe it’s me, maybe not (I’m perplexed  - is it worth the broken life that’s mine i die to save by getting out alive meanwhile my loved ones wish me dead) No one need change - best guess we best just leave alone, strangers instead we both find love with another without each other’s ghosts I wished them all well and all the while they wish me so much less I Give  Take III          I She Lives  for free from fake love I digress We Hate this Almost as much as We Hate us I meet in the middle having made half of the mess with my neglect - my best guess: I’ll be left with less than i request when I swallow what pride that i have left for a chance to protect all those lies of love she spun from spite and her need to be perceived as right - No fight is worth the loss of time we waste on hate to feed our egos we go way too far to ever find ground equal
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Aug 14, 2021
Aug 14, 2021 at 11:32 PM UTC
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