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Oct 2016
Something has changed,
We don't talk like we used to,
Hell do we even talk anymore,
It's like I'm the one who's done something wrong,
I was used,
So you could move on,
Someone low enough,
So you can feel good,
Well I cared,
Now I'm here,
Left to pick up the pieces.
Lovelust
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Lovelust
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     ryn, Banana, Lovelust and SassyJ
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