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Comforter

Last year, This time, My error, I looked forward, Anticipated, Erred, Imagined loved was the format, No one gets why when you do are bleeding internally just because its not their trauma, The blood that cut to your jugular emptied your heart, Its unconcible (might be my word its not ten to five am NovemberContinue reading “Comforter”

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