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by anastasia pelletier

I've been lied to, setup, used as damage control, taken advantage of. thrown through your ringer and drowned in your crocidile tears. But you never knocked me down. Your sins against me, I wear them as armor.

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Monday 8th June 2015 10:57 pm

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