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Issues
SultryRose's Signatures
You tell me she had issues
and now you're very free~
I just hope that her issues
won't fill my box of tissues
and that they don't affect me.
You say she had issues
and so you told her goodbye~
I pray that her issues
don't come along with you,
that it's only you--
and I.
Just us~tonight.
No issues.
No tissues.
No lies.
No goodbyes.
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