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Aug 2016
Fire ****
Wet coffee drips
I pop my back, my bones
I download with painstakingly eager
Impatient waiting for footage to convert
Its a constant uphill climb.

I never get enough sleep.

All these dark haired ladies this weekend
Leave me be.
I don't wanna fight you
'Cuz if I did

You wouldn't make it out alive.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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