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Mar 2015
"I have never been content with being Amy*."
Her words break my heart because she is Amy.

She is killing herself in the loudest way possible.

Amy would sell her soul, she would sell yours, too.
Men fuel her habit of huffing her "duster".

Amy is not a *****.Β Β She only sells her body.
*The name has been changed.  Amy is a composite of several people.  However, this addiction is all too real.  This is someone's child, someone's sister, someone's mother, someone's heartbreak.
S R Mats
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S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
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