It's Not My Fault
The Prom
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It's not my fault your lips answered for you with every breath that came from your lungs and with a ring placed as an offering. A question hard, hard to resist...resisted...resisted. It's not my fault we're not the same lovers as the ones we started out to be.
You blame it on all my failures. I blame it on our insecurities.
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