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Oct 2014
my brains fried
my hearts gone
and my ***** hurt
she done cried
answers wrong
head stuck in dirt
now tongues dried
singing my song
wishing shed flirt
arms are tired
vision is long
lifting her skirt
****** were tried
skimped play along
***** face smirk
Zachary
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Zachary
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