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Numb lips Acid trips These are the days of our lives. Lung skips Short quips These are the days of our lives. Soda slips Dislocated hips Regret fills my Sundays. Remote flips Coke drips I'll forget these words by Monday.
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Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 2:54 AM UTC
Paternal Pride
Numb lips Acid trips These are the days of our lives. Lung skips Short quips These are the days of our lives. Soda slips Dislocated hips Regret fills my Sundays. Remote flips Coke drips I'll forget these words by Monday.
It's been a long time since I've posted.
christopher-aston
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Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 2:54 AM UTC
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