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Aug 2017
I waited in time
And time was not kind
It asked me to find
My whole heart and my mind
I layed on my bed
And my bed said "get out!"
It said to collect whole self and my doubt
I layed on the couch
And the couch was a grouch
So I sat in my car
I sat and went far
I drove and I fled
Hit a tree, I was dead.
Lady K Milla
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Lady K Milla  35/F/LA
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