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Aug 2015
I can taste the metal in my mouth.
Right on the back of my tongue.
Fall is giving me warning signs.
I know what fall does to me.
Reckless and self destructive.

Baby,
Baby,
Baby,
Baby,
Baby,

I get it.
AJ
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