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Stuffy in here

It so stuffy in here, In this relationship Where everything seems centered Around your needs, your dreams.   Your vehicles, your first love, Substitute intimacy sufficiently, So I’m second, or wait. Behind your coloured bottles. That you use to hide … Continue reading

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