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Feb 2016
Please let me lay here just melting down,
From a love that's locked
And another lost
I push the train onto its tracks again,
And each time,
It cuts up my nine lives
So powder fine,
It expands as one behind the door of my eyes
I'm getting headaches from all the face time
From every lie
From every sorry,
Until next time
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
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