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Women that I'll see touch the sky Touched a life Child was three This was my third visit to her house today An addict Kept supplying As the straw hit her nose it was transcending Speaks of life but no life was accomplished One hit after another Money in my pocket Food not in the kids mouth Not feeling well Touch my face Kept moving to the next deal Put coins on her eyes I'm no god
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May 30, 2014
May 30, 2014 at 1:50 AM UTC
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Women that I'll see touch the sky Touched a life Child was three This was my third visit to her house today An addict Kept supplying As the straw hit her nose it was transcending Speaks of life but no life was accomplished One hit after another Money in my pocket Food not in the kids mouth Not feeling well Touch my face Kept moving to the next deal Put coins on her eyes I'm no god
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May 30, 2014
May 30, 2014 at 1:50 AM UTC
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