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    Poetry

    This is a collection of poems about my ex, she was so dear to me, but she used me all up.

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    I remember me on top,
    
                          
    you holding my hips
    
                          
    I love you so much,
    
                          
    i never wanted to stop.
    
                          
    and now i can't get your stain
    
                          
    off my lips.
    
                          
    -A
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