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Oct 2017
creased jeans,
she buy one,
get one free

dollar menu meal,
skin too tight,
life's too real

crack ******* and needle
tracks,
if only she could take time back

crinkled tinfoil, lighter
fire
happiness is a ******* liar

eyes blank, breath cold
her soul gone, her
love sold
After Ed Sheeran. I did this as a rhyming exercise.
sadgirl
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sadgirl  14/F/nowhere - and everywhere
(14/F/nowhere - and everywhere)   
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