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Get Wasted!!!
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em set 28, 2021
he Thought this was the end
they all thought this was the end

Oh boy were they wrong
the smoke Rises from the burning field, stinging their eyes
but that wasn't the only thing that would burn that night
"Dear beloved,
           
              I wish I could stay
I wish I could
              But you didn't wish the same
You lied
             You left
And now we live alone with our own thoughts
             We know our demons more than we know our own selves
Like how you knew more about him than me
who was he?
Did he treat you the same?
Did you love him more?
I wish I knew
    
                                -𝒯̴̢̛̜̯̺̝̩͚̼̤̘͒͆̃́͑̽̑̇͠𝑜̵̛̱̖̊̒͋𝓇̵̻̀̃̊͜𝒹̶̝̘̉͌͗̄ "
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