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Jan 2021
As high as her heels
Son of Dionysus
Red wine soaked thrills
Through a quarter life crisis

She tells me her name
I'll never remember
For flesh, for fame
For love dismembered

Her candy-coated nose
It burns like mine
Petals fall from the rose
Onto her spine
Dylan Waits
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Dylan Waits  28/M/Atlanta
(28/M/Atlanta)   
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