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Feb 2017
drinking about you
that's how i'm handling this
because 13 shots of whiskey burn less
than each of your abrupt goodbyes.
you always leave in a hurry
almost like you despise
yourself or i?
how could i ever know
you promise to never leave
then you just go
your intentions may not be to deceive
but that doesn't stop you, no

sls
Sophia Lynne
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Sophia Lynne  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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