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another one from the wedding reception…

iDntNoItsImpldng

Translation:

I don’t know, it’s imploding
I thought it was a match
it started on [a] motel…..
But now it seems like
a scratch….
Don’t be so stubborn…
Tell them who is a
loved one….

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