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Jun 2016
Lying naked on the bathroom floor,
It's three a.m.,
I don't know what I was searching for,
Maybe just to see you again.

I know that when I saw you, it was bliss,
God I knew that we would get along,
I knew that this was finally it, but I guess,
I guess I knew wrong.
Marshall CB Hiatt
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Marshall CB Hiatt  21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)   
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