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Oct 2015
She was like a fine wine*

Too bad it spilled down the
Kitchen sink,
along with
A handful of pills from her
Mothers medicine cabinet


If she was a fine wine,
Why did they drink her like
Cheap *****?

*And smashed the bottle
Against their exes windshield
LS
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LS  24/F/Alaska
(24/F/Alaska)   
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   Sanjukta Nag and Martina
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