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Jul 2015
Cheap whiskey and pretty lies.
You were a ******* downpour of constant passion and you said i was your sunshine.  
Your love and my lust shared the same bed the night you said “I love you.”
That’s when i knew you were about to leave.
Diba
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Diba  toronto
(toronto)   
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