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Sep 2015
Some people have faucets inside their lungs,

I cry at romantic-comedies so the pipes don’t rust.
I can say goodbye in nine languages, But the word ‘love’ evades me in every tongue. 

When he asked me why I cried so much I told him I was practicing for when I drowned

When he said I was the only one who had his heart,
I told him I had my own.
Amber Rush
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Amber Rush  United States; Nebraska
(United States; Nebraska)   
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   GaryFairy
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