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Mar 2014
You never quit on me
Though I threw in the towel
Over and again
I washed my filth
Took an arrogant bow
You drew near me
Though I reeked of sin
not used to being loved
Intimate woman
I’ve never been...
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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