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One plus one makes two, One me. One you. Two plus two makes four, Two lovers. One ***** Never again count me in, When you cheat at cards, neither win. You cut me deep, you sliced so thin. You provoked, Seven deadly sins. Six feet under. No where to run. Five more minutes. BeFour I come. Three quarters cocked, my two barreled gun. One thing in mine, Zero regret.
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Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 4:36 AM UTC
The seven of Spades.
One plus one makes two, One me. One you. Two plus two makes four, Two lovers. One ***** Never again count me in, When you cheat at cards, neither win. You cut me deep, you sliced so thin. You provoked, Seven deadly sins. Six feet under. No where to run. Five more minutes. BeFour I come. Three quarters cocked, my two barreled gun. One thing in mine, Zero regret.
Not a real event. Just a poem :)
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24/M/Colorado
Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 4:36 AM UTC
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