dead man
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Fri, Jul 3, 2015
They said you were a bad apple but I don't believe them. You weren't the villain you thought you were, though you gave yourself so many scars. But though your wrists are slicked with red roads, a hole in your throat, and a broken rope dangling off the tree, I love you and I wish you knew. But it's too late now.
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