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Jun 2019
I can’t think
Marietta wine
Ran over a killer

Now the town has to deal

Love to drink
Marietta wine

Halloween night we had silence
Killer dead, killer dead, killer dead
Now hear them drummin, hear them coming, yelling, laughter, disaster, sigh

Marietta wine

France, big apple tini’s and in New York
Don’t **** the killer
Filters of silence of sort
Happier they were and doing fine

Marietta wine

Now I have to face the real

Drum drum drum bang bang bang
Screams, yells, yells, screams yells
Teresa
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Teresa  37/F
(37/F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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