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Oct 2014
You see, every girl you involve yourself you see a bit of yourself in her, whether it be that she was crazy, fun, broken, or *****, and you ******, cried, sang, and drank with each one of them.
After they left, you can see a bit of yourself leave with them or you're not effected.
Now you can drink on the balcony until a new piece of you comes by and you can ****, cry, sing, and drink all with her all over again.
Written by
Lyan Cordova  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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