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Dallas, November 1963 Jackie wears a pink dress at her husband’s request Unaware that it’ll soon be a mess As they ride through a crowd of the press She wonders which **** her husband gonna **** next Questioning how much fake can her heart take She does a deep breath but suddenly A bullet shot hits his neck & another through his head Leaving poor old Kennedy for dead Blood staining Jackie’s pink dress
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Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 1:57 PM UTC
Pink ****** Dress
Dallas, November 1963 Jackie wears a pink dress at her husband’s request Unaware that it’ll soon be a mess As they ride through a crowd of the press She wonders which **** her husband gonna **** next Questioning how much fake can her heart take She does a deep breath but suddenly A bullet shot hits his neck & another through his head Leaving poor old Kennedy for dead Blood staining Jackie’s pink dress
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22/M/England
Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 1:57 PM UTC
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