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Oct 2014
I would hug you my friend
but my clothes are tattered
my hair's a mess
I don't smell very pleasant either
I want to tell you it's okay
but I'm nothing
I'm under you
I'm living in poverty
you have plans to go to college
I don't have enough money to get me through the week
my friend you mean so much to me
I wish I meant something to you
sometimes we have friends who need someone better than us.
your girl b
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your girl b  NYC
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