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Dec 2015
I was mad that she didn't touch me

ate her like my last super

then watched her fall asleep

It's 3 a.m so I'm thinking deep

should I wake her up to satisfy ME ?

I step outside for a calm remedy

the ice cold breeze, lighter, nicotine

oh how I was mad and left not pleased

I was mad that she didn't touch me
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