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Jul 2017
smokin' 100s "just to get a break"
well what do you do, if you
feel the love is fake?
get up and go, away from the smoke,
can't your eyes see that it's why
you choke?


while you are sleeping,
with your addicted little head,
my hobby became weeping,
while you slept in your bed.
so dont be alarmed if one day i'm gone,
because it was up to you,
you've done it all wrong.
O.K
Olivia A Keaton
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Olivia A Keaton  16/F/West Virginia
(16/F/West Virginia)   
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