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Jan 2015
spit the rhythms, I'm trying to get this **** right
like who are you? some biddy I just met last night?
yeah yesterday feels like almost 4 years ago
and I'm doubtful in my ability to just let this all go.

oh, you already know what it's all about?
then I'll listen close dear, you ain't gotta shout.
cut the yelling out but now your screaming blame at me
and all you used to scream is my ******* name, you'll see.
Justin S Wampler
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Justin S Wampler  30/M
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