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Feb 2017
Lips like autumn
Mind of envy
Call from momma
Kiss so empty
I don't know
What to say
In here alone
But you're with me ?
Money problems
Talk is cheap
F the car
Be home with me
F your feelings  
Who's texting me?
Lost a heart
Kept a seed
Pour the liquor
Pour my honey
Drink the whitest
Do you love me?
F the  milk
Where's my  honey
Where are you ?!
(Milk) material things (Honey) my lover. There metaphors
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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