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Dec 2013
Hips sway and lips lie

Yeah. you've got me

Wide (alive)


No, I won't call you baby

I got your account

And you like me just the way I'm not


I fought it for a long time now

said she needs to run away -- Lost


My ship went down

3 pm on my feet and staggering

Manage me (I'm a mess)

lost in empty cushions

my mistake so predictable (I’ve danced - )


From the get-go I knew this was (solid to hold)

Baby, don't yell

Say goodbye to the halls and the classes

appear! champagne!

Make a wish on our apology
Sara Jaz
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Sara Jaz  Texas
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