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Jul 2016
You always ****** up my mind
Making me fall in love with your lies
Now i'll be in my head
Creating new worlds
Where love and chaos will be dancing as one
And ill be drinking champagne
From my place, my bed
Watching the ceiling open up to the stars
While my tears shine as dry ice
pear cut diamond rocks
And this ******* paradise
I'll make for myself, where I wont remeber your name
And you wont matter, someday.
Cristy Sesma
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Cristy Sesma
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