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Mar 2016
Sitting on this
Porch again
So I donΒ΄t face whats
Going on inside

You found my
alcohol and
you seemed mad but
now you want some

You drank
You got drunk
only for the sake of
having an excuse
not to make love to
me

At this point
I dont care
all I want is the rest of that bottle
and it better be waiting for me
tomorrow.
Negative Creep
Written by
Negative Creep  Woonsocket
(Woonsocket)   
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   PJ Poesy and Pax
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