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Jun 2016
You don’t need me
And yet I’m always there

I’m your washed out sweater
I’m your ripped skinny jeans
I’m your tea when there’s no coffee
I’m your back up lighter
I’m your secret cigarette stash

Forgotten until needed
I’ve found my place
Ellie Wolf
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Ellie Wolf  21/Leeds
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