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Drunk because you're not here. Gin and ***** drop into glass. Drunk because I don't know how to tell you I want to make you mine. Drunk because creme de violette speaks purple for both of us. Drunk because the Casino soothes me with maraschino - so let's go to Rome. Drunk because you left me that pink silk thing. It haunts me. Drunk because you're not here. Gin and ***** drop into glass.
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May 29, 2019
May 29, 2019 at 9:00 PM UTC
Aviation, Casino
Drunk because you're not here. Gin and ***** drop into glass. Drunk because I don't know how to tell you I want to make you mine. Drunk because creme de violette speaks purple for both of us. Drunk because the Casino soothes me with maraschino - so let's go to Rome. Drunk because you left me that pink silk thing. It haunts me. Drunk because you're not here. Gin and ***** drop into glass.
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May 29, 2019
May 29, 2019 at 9:00 PM UTC
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