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Oct 2017
With eyes of green, I want to be in that scene of the movie when she kisses me.
It'd be so sweet, she'd rip my chest open to prove to me that I have no soul.
Then hold my beating heart at eye level as if I didn't already know.
Nic Ruiz
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Nic Ruiz  31/M/Oklahoma City
(31/M/Oklahoma City)   
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