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Jan 2015
I have been smoking
Three malboros
Each night I drink
To prove to you that I've changed
Into something you'll hate
And my naive ****** throat
burns with the smoke
But it does not burn
as much as being alone
it was your birthday
three days ago
steel tulips
Written by
steel tulips  Vancouver
(Vancouver)   
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   ---, db cooper and SPT
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