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Feb 2014
I like how you don’t tell me why you go to court
like I can't know your secret

Like there's something in you that you don’t want me to find
a part of you that I don’t want to meet

I told you I was evil over the phone and you laughed and I didn’t
and then you paused and got real quiet and said

“Me too”
Wednesday
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Wednesday  Virginia, US
(Virginia, US)   
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   David Barr
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