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Mar 2019
looking for something
returning with nothing
ripped sleeves and ****** knees

i was hoping for a moment of your time, and it looks like instead I got the blue laced face that showed up in your head.

it all happened one night,
and you know who you are.
you can go back to blue and ill stay red
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saint
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