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Oct 2014
Love is messy,
And you're a mess.
I hold up my hair,
As you unzip my dress.

What happened to us,
Where did it all go wrong?
Catch the taste of regret,
Hitting you with my tongue.
A Whitney
Written by
A Whitney  England
(England)   
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