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Dec 2015
Loving her was like
Shaking hands with the devil
I admit she had a little madness,
But I didn't care she was magic and I was on the edge and the truth is we are both beautifully mad enough to believe, that maybe love was meant to save us from ourselves .
Myriah
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Myriah  24/F/Georgia
(24/F/Georgia)   
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