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Apr 2015
I sit here all alone
my body filled with pain
a car crash in the heart
I hope you dont feel the same

I smoked my last cigerate, all in a couple breaths
we buy our pleasure from the street
thrusting it into our blood
with ****** of twisted relief

I remember the day you left me here
knowing i had no fight left
your eyes have lost their piercing stare
left with helpless green
But god do i blame me

Did we lose it all?
Love lost by this fall
i write the note to you
i've jumped because of me
Raquel Centore
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Raquel Centore
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   Cecil Miller and Aquinas
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