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Sewn in with the strong arms... |
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Placidly dying... |
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Bleed the lipgloss, out of star embedded eyes, they took the form of the object of pure love! |
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Dress my covers in ure scent... |
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I'll leave the light on... |
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Burnt by his f*king words... |
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Im as useful as soap on a rope |
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Ill bite out ure words |
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I'd pull u down |
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I LOOK AT U!!! |