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I am in love with the way you speak,But more than that,I am in love with the way you think.How your train of thought twists and turns amongst quicksand,How you walk to Jupiter and back,
Her face as red as her name  As she screamed  YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH HER!? His blue eyes looked into hers  Baby, Baby no she is just green with envy of us  and our perfect purple baby 
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