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Mar 2019
You'd wind me up like an old toy
Then point me straight at a wall
To catch a good laugh
Watch me get juiced up just to crash
If your love were a party
I'd be the only kid leaving without cake or ice cream
What a blast
My love was as sweet as candy
In return I'd get a cut to the face
Now add lemon juice with extra salt right to the open wound
I was always picking you up like chairlifts
You were like bungee jumping without rescuers
A real hoot but left me hanging upside down
IcarusHatesSun
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IcarusHatesSun  27/M/Phoenix Arizona
(27/M/Phoenix Arizona)   
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