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Aug 2016
His kisses are my drugs
He is my dealer
The last time I had my drug was two weeks ago
And I’m addicted
I need it
I can’t think straight without it
How am I supposed to get my drug without my dealer?
He says he doesn’t know if he wants me
But I need him
He keeps me sane
He gives me a high that no one else can
His kisses are my drug
And I’m about to go through major withdrawal without it
without him
~J.O
Hes not good for me but im addicted
Jazmin Ortiz
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Jazmin Ortiz  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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