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Ongoing, First published May 25, 2018
Mature
They told me he was rotten.
They told me to watch out.
They  told me to be carful.
They told me you will get hurt.
They told me he's selfish .
They warned me...

But did I listen?
No.

His name was Jackson Appel.
But I called him 
My bad apple.
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