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I'm a sucker for nylons And cherry red lipstick. She wears them, and it sends me reeling. She doesn't know how I love her still. She smells like the Chanel I gave her. But she left me out here in the cold, a million miles from our home.
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Jul 28, 2011
Jul 28, 2011 at 8:01 PM UTC
Boy.
I'm a sucker for nylons And cherry red lipstick. She wears them, and it sends me reeling. She doesn't know how I love her still. She smells like the Chanel I gave her. But she left me out here in the cold, a million miles from our home.
for the challenge: other side of the coin.
annabel
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Jul 28, 2011
Jul 28, 2011 at 8:01 PM UTC
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