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Dec 2016
Music pounds through the speakers.
I try to forget.
I'd do anything to make your ghost go away.
Right now I'm trying to drink you away.
tomorrow for all I know it might be pills.
I'm kind of scared where this will end.
I'm almost not afraid to die and that scares me worse.
Angelique gamble
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Angelique gamble  Vermont
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