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t was simply you that I desired. Not your posessions. Nor your attire. You built me up you took me higher. You made the spark that started my fire. You told me you loved me. And I called you a lier. That Was the last time And now I Conspire I must Love me T o o I need N o t De sire M i s s M a t ch Stricken I am on F I R E!
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Apr 13, 2014
Apr 13, 2014 at 8:50 PM UTC
Miss Match : Fire
t was simply you that I desired. Not your posessions. Nor your attire. You built me up you took me higher. You made the spark that started my fire. You told me you loved me. And I called you a lier. That Was the last time And now I Conspire I must Love me T o o I need N o t De sire M i s s M a t ch Stricken I am on F I R E!
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KrakPott
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Apr 13, 2014
Apr 13, 2014 at 8:50 PM UTC
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