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Love, love is a verb. She was a bullet Headed straight for my heart. She is heavy. She made bad **** Tell me something. Something more. My life hurts.
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Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 4:02 PM UTC
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Love, love is a verb. She was a bullet Headed straight for my heart. She is heavy. She made bad **** Tell me something. Something more. My life hurts.
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Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 4:02 PM UTC
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