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Dec 2015
More convenient than a blade
And the mark isn't lasting
No scars are left
When my fist comes in contact
With my thigh
It isn't as satisfying in the moment though... oh well
Can't Believe It's Not Butter
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Can't Believe It's Not Butter  California
(California)   
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   Anna Fox
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