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Jan 2015
They told me you could overdose on pain killers,
But I only assumed they meant sleeping pills, prescriptions, and medicines
However I managed at my own fault
to overdose on the way you laughed, the deep color of your eyes, and the intoxication of your skin on mine
Now here I'm left drug less and aching with your memories.
Written by
Null  Far away, USA
(Far away, USA)   
   Marco Benitez, Kala-June and ---
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