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Bright lights Spinning rides, The games for the prizes. Next game,     To the Next game. Prize to prize. You seemed so committed, So serious about Us. Until You got what you wanted, Then with her dark brown hair brown eyes, I found you with, I leave. Then the next one,  To the next one,        To the next. Is the game still worth the prize?
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Aug 11, 2011
Aug 11, 2011 at 12:17 AM UTC
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Bright lights Spinning rides, The games for the prizes. Next game,     To the Next game. Prize to prize. You seemed so committed, So serious about Us. Until You got what you wanted, Then with her dark brown hair brown eyes, I found you with, I leave. Then the next one,  To the next one,        To the next. Is the game still worth the prize?
kat-paige
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Aug 11, 2011
Aug 11, 2011 at 12:17 AM UTC
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