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Magnolias

Pent up aggression.
Pent up, listen to me go on.
Pent up whirlwind, sucking and spitting rotten fruit that he grew.
A relationship that worm of a woman ate right through.
Nothing comes to mind when they mention you.
Hairpins, but nothing comes to mind.
It was addiction fire burning up his time.
Choices.
Angelic demonic forces that manipulate your world.
THIS IS NOT LOVE THIS IS ADDICTION.
I don't love you anymore, I'm just comfortable and sore, so sore.

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