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Gone.


I finally found my home My comfort, And my love. But I fucked it up. I've always hid myself And changed what I do. Just to fit in To finally be liked. I didn't think I had to anymore, God was I wrong. I let myself go, wasnt worried. But I shouldn't have. I lost what I finally built And tried to blame the other person, When it wad all my fault. Never making that mistake again. So say bye to me. The real me. Shes gone. And never coming back!
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