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Jul 2016
512
and you contemplate that **** until it makes u sick
and there is nothing left of what u had
and u dont know if u ever even meant it
ourtwobodiesintoonepinkcasket
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ourtwobodiesintoonepinkcasket  Somewhere by the ocean
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