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 Jun 2 Ronnel A
Andrew
I no longer relive them
Now
I live with them
 May 26 Ronnel A
Sovi
You called it love, then cut me open. Said it didn't hurt just a plastic knife.

But I loved you, so I didn't flinch. And that's why I still bleed.

— The End —