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erin walts
Poems
Oct 2017
When I think of you
The acid in my stomach starts to boil Hot blood in my vains curdles to a coil something hits my nose like sour milk; A three year spoil
You are a friend never trustworthy
A friend never loyal
Written by
erin walts
22/F/texas
(22/F/texas)
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