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May 2017
I remember that it hurt, looking at her hurt.
They saw what she projected,
But I just saw her.
Maybe I just saw a prize within her.
Most people buy diamonds,
I'm more of a digger.
I'd give her my all
just to wake up bitter.
Shot after shot she knocked me down and still I chased her,
I fell in love with clear liquor.
Tadashi Pinder
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Tadashi Pinder  24/M/Phoenix, Arizona
(24/M/Phoenix, Arizona)   
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