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you forced my hand, every time was like loving sand. so now i have to go, now i have to say no. oh, but it hurts.
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May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 12:22 PM UTC
part 2.
you forced my hand, every time was like loving sand. so now i have to go, now i have to say no. oh, but it hurts.
anyways, this is a continuation from Yes? No? posted a few months ago on here.
raquel-butler
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May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 12:22 PM UTC
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