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The touch of your lips are firey You took my hand and now I'm gone Don't need to know why when you're beside me.
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Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 1:27 AM UTC
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The touch of your lips are firey You took my hand and now I'm gone Don't need to know why when you're beside me.
12/30/18
Mendez
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24/M/Los Angeles
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 1:27 AM UTC
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