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woe! for today is a day of chagrin the lowest hanging fruit called sin the best of friends, nearly a kin and yet, their break up makes me inwardly grin when laughter permeates the easy air of conversations between us, a pair a taylor swift song, so plain and bare but no, resist it! **** no fair we were meant to be fated, a lock and key destined, a mid summer's dream oh, and model indecency what the hell are you thinking this is kool aid you're drinking standing on the titanic, sinking what relationships ought not be, intrisically but despite the prudence and your held back glances nothing stops loves, or more accurately, lust's advances
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 10:31 PM UTC
the potential rebound
woe! for today is a day of chagrin the lowest hanging fruit called sin the best of friends, nearly a kin and yet, their break up makes me inwardly grin when laughter permeates the easy air of conversations between us, a pair a taylor swift song, so plain and bare but no, resist it! **** no fair we were meant to be fated, a lock and key destined, a mid summer's dream oh, and model indecency what the hell are you thinking this is kool aid you're drinking standing on the titanic, sinking what relationships ought not be, intrisically but despite the prudence and your held back glances nothing stops loves, or more accurately, lust's advances
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 10:31 PM UTC
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