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I don’t really love them, They are tools to hide myself from maturity Today I split them aside Now there’s a brand new me Facing you with more sensuality More biting fingers and more contemplating I feel like I could be everything, your almost-married partner The angel in the house Or sweetheart from college.
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 10:01 AM UTC
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I don’t really love them, They are tools to hide myself from maturity Today I split them aside Now there’s a brand new me Facing you with more sensuality More biting fingers and more contemplating I feel like I could be everything, your almost-married partner The angel in the house Or sweetheart from college.
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 10:01 AM UTC
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