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Nov 2017
Never

Our love was like a winter breeze
breezing through the trees of Scotland
You bumped your head on a big tree
and then you forgot how to love

The Pony
Paradisiacal Apacherรญa

Jesus Christ Allin

You killed the love we shared
I loved you as a woman
till you became a man

The Hacker
She hacked away at our glorious love.
๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐˜‡๐˜† ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ธ๐˜†
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๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐˜‡๐˜† ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ธ๐˜†  หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰
(หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰)   
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