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Apr 2013
No strings attached...
But what about the ones attached to my heart
And wrapped around your finger?
Just one pull and I crumble
Just one flick of the wrist
And I come undone.
No strings attached,
Isn't it great?
Yeah, until you move your hand.

And my heart breaks.
T R H
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T R H  29/F/Wisconsin
(29/F/Wisconsin)   
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