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Sep 2015
Drunk and poured my heart out next thing you know I was pouring my guts out in a trash can. You got me vulnerable holding my hair getting me some ibuprofen . Look at you trying to look out. I already looked out I see the cards in your hand. Carelessly I played into your plan.
Wrote this a min. ago was suppose to be to a rap I was writing that I just did not finish.
Camille Koser
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Camille Koser  Atlanta
(Atlanta)   
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   jackierutherford
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