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Jul 2017
put your fingers on my lips
and tell me one last lie before you go
grab my waist and hold me tight
that way it feels like you love me
a little more than that girl
you're about to **** around with for the night
tell me that you'll be back tomorrow
when you're drunk off the taste of another girls lips
make me believe that i mean more than
nothing at all to you.
Chloe Christian
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Chloe Christian  20/F/Texas
(20/F/Texas)   
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