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I had a talk with God last night in shining hours beneath the moon He told of his plans for me we spoke of kismet, fate, and strength. I talked to Momma yesterday between drags of cigarette. we talked of husbands and better things she doesn't think I'll ever deserve. I spoke with Dad this morning too he needed money for rent again I told him to go to hell and then he cried and said he loved you still. I talked to Dave from the coffee shop he said you never called him back I told him not to worry though I lied and said you were working a lot. I spoke to Ty on the street last night he said you owed him a pretty penny I knew it went to the hole in your arm he slapped me good to send you a message I had a talk with God last night but you're not sober enough to care. He spoke of mercy, love, restraint I said, **** you, leave me, alone.
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 7:01 PM UTC
I had a talk with God last night
I had a talk with God last night in shining hours beneath the moon He told of his plans for me we spoke of kismet, fate, and strength. I talked to Momma yesterday between drags of cigarette. we talked of husbands and better things she doesn't think I'll ever deserve. I spoke with Dad this morning too he needed money for rent again I told him to go to hell and then he cried and said he loved you still. I talked to Dave from the coffee shop he said you never called him back I told him not to worry though I lied and said you were working a lot. I spoke to Ty on the street last night he said you owed him a pretty penny I knew it went to the hole in your arm he slapped me good to send you a message I had a talk with God last night but you're not sober enough to care. He spoke of mercy, love, restraint I said, **** you, leave me, alone.
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 7:01 PM UTC
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