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Closure (My Dear John Letter)
Toxicity in human form
Your rage issues are crazy
No ambition, degenerate bitch
Inconsiderate, ridiculously lazy
I’m sure you can’t stand the fact
I’m describing you with such candor
We lasted for 3 months what can I say
I must have lowered my standards
Up my ass, go through my things
Nosy and super possessive
A wolf in sheep’s clothing, angry, jealous
A fraud, fake and obsessive
Monday 23rd November 2020 5:48 pm
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