colin, i hate you

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By Mary Magdalene

one day i will be free of you and the simple expectations all i asked for was nothing so let's not talk anymore let's just lock and break and seal the door give me a tomb happiness will follow the girl just wants to wallow but it's just not allowed here in high school cream her hopes smash tomorrow but it all hails back to sorrow mistrust and those precious fucking memories in the dust

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