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Oct 2016
that line from that song
"maybe you could've been
something I'd be good at"
resounding when I close the door
seeing you around every corner
my brain keeps screaming no
you've been burned before
But I still see you
and it's always empty
after the 90 degree.
it didn't end, it stopped
I'd take flames over ice...
Austen girl
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Austen girl  jinja
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   Doug Potter
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