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Jul 2016
I got a problem
I'm in trouble.
I like you, way too much; even more than I should.
Look at your right, I'll be there, waiting.
I love you, and you're my trouble.
It seems I like being troubled.
If there's anything or anyone who should be my trouble, it should be you.
Mila Berlioz
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Mila Berlioz  20/F/Honduras
(20/F/Honduras)   
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