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Dec 2015
She licked her cigarettes
with lips rubbed red from
too much loving
charcoal eyes were lit on fire
and the ashes fell back to the ground
mixed in the offspring of
erosion
lost in the ****
A soul turned to nothing
but she became

*free.
erin walts
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erin walts  22/F/texas
(22/F/texas)   
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