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Oct 2010
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Oh yeah. You  were
all I ever wanted...
Huh.  With your too
sweet     lips
and    your    
painted lies.
****,   you
were so dra-
matic about
everything
(all the ****-
ing time too)
but the way
   your fingers    
played with
my hair and
the way you
said I   love
you    was   too  good,  
too **** ******* good.
                                                 But   you   know    what??                                 DON'T
Written by
Breathing Ice
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