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evil wine speak you look so pretty in every color god you're so old and i so young empty bottle basement child's home, fate is tiny hands bodies blend to time and silhouttes let me lead you home
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Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 9:22 PM UTC
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evil wine speak you look so pretty in every color god you're so old and i so young empty bottle basement child's home, fate is tiny hands bodies blend to time and silhouttes let me lead you home
i am guilty but i am writing
jude-rigor
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Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 9:22 PM UTC
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