My stomach has decided that I am the devil and is trying to expel itself from me. GAHHH it sucks.
I added something onto this that I wrote a while ago.
Sweet talker your voice
is so smooth.
But your words cut
like the blades of knives.
So slice my heart open
again with lies of 'I love you,'
and I swear I'll cherish every gash.This is the
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