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hate that it was so easy to get ****** right in again sight smell and touch are my enemies not my friends golden honey i imagined it dripping the way that you looked at me was actually quite different i'm your trail of regrets? i'm your life's mistakes? weren't saying that when you were ******* my face three months ago i love love love you to the moon and back but not an ounce of consideration? i'm glad i took my heart back
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Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 1:53 AM UTC
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hate that it was so easy to get ****** right in again sight smell and touch are my enemies not my friends golden honey i imagined it dripping the way that you looked at me was actually quite different i'm your trail of regrets? i'm your life's mistakes? weren't saying that when you were ******* my face three months ago i love love love you to the moon and back but not an ounce of consideration? i'm glad i took my heart back
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Jan 12, 2016 at 1:53 AM UTC
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