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Oct 2015
One plus one doesn't always equal two
Because he calls me when he's been drinking
Even if he's with you
He tells me my flower is beautiful rare and exotic
And that my insanity is too
Oh how he'd love to love me
Because we are stuck in the quick sand
Flies in the honey
And maybe it's just too easy
And just too hard
Not to stop
The more you fight it the deeper you sink
The more you fight
The deeper you sink
I'm going to die
Here
Stuck on one plus one
erin walts
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erin walts  22/F/texas
(22/F/texas)   
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