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May 2014
I need the way you tell me I'm pretty then proceed to kiss my neck
I want the way you say you love me and then laugh at the crazy notion
I crave the way you talk me through my lowest lows
I love the way you are
But I think you stopped loving me the second I confessed
ae
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ae  California
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   bakedjones, Mary and LiviKawa
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