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Apr 2016
one, two, three, four,
I declare that love's a war
five, six, seven, eight
I thought you were my one soul mate
nine, ten, eleven, twelve
I was taught to "save yourself"
thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, more*
I'm sorry* that I left you sore.
Darby
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Darby  18/F/USA
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