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Mar 2018
Forget about them,
For they are lost,
Cuffs, cuffs,
Girl, you too are lost.

Forget about them,
For they are gone,
Drugs, drugs,
Last cards have been drawn.
insomniatrical
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insomniatrical  22/@ ur mom's rn
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