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Dec 2015
Wore me à charm
On my necklace
And the charm
Was my heart.

Wore me a scar
On my necks
Kiss
Wore my sleeve
As my heart.
                       Wore my eyes on my backside, they broke as many sun's. I wore this hurt as a beautiful thing, for the one whos now noone .
A Lopez
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A Lopez  Mexico city, mexico
(Mexico city, mexico)   
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