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Jan 2014
I woke up with a stabbing pain in my stabbing pain
Tasting dryer sheets and your last name
You said "I'll see you later"
And I hate her for that
Tears on the good leather
Or nauseous days
Ill choose the latter
Baby dont flatter
Your misery
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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