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Jan 2013
I can feel the questions before she mentions what's on her mind.
I wanna focus on making things better, there's always time.
This isn't true,
I could be gone tomorrow so could you.
I'm burning with her lipsticks red,
but im feeling every shade of blue.
Somethings are better left unsaid.
so I'll bite my lip on how badly i wish you'd bite my lip.
This world is crazy and i know that you know,
a life can be tough when you're making it on your own.
At seventeen we hit the streets, and found a place to
sleep and eat. found a place to finally, be. but,
No bond is concrete and no one is beyond he
In the lapse of time, from then to now.
ive lost my way somewhere, somehow.
SJ Reese
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SJ Reese
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