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Jun 2015
You fought like a madman,
For that last coke crumb

You scraped and scraped.
And, yes, desired the warmth

Spreading through your veins
Ah, your favorite longtime love.

You popped pills, did crank,
And drank and drank, and drank

But you washed it all down
With our tears.
S R Mats
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S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
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