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The feeling of your lips on mine moving in synch to the music slurred words I cannot remember laughter and tears caused by forgotten actions waking up the next morning feeling like it wasn't me.
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Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 2:10 PM UTC
drunken nights
The feeling of your lips on mine moving in synch to the music slurred words I cannot remember laughter and tears caused by forgotten actions waking up the next morning feeling like it wasn't me.
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Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 2:10 PM UTC
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