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Weary mind on an empty bottle No there's nothing left to spill so you spit words that has no meaning. Rhetoric.
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Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 9:14 AM UTC
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Weary mind on an empty bottle No there's nothing left to spill so you spit words that has no meaning. Rhetoric.
shryllynn
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shryllynn
Malaysian
Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 9:14 AM UTC
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