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Mar 2018
Whiskey
You hurt me just like whiskey,
Your name burns my throat just the same,

I need you just like whiskey,
I'll trade them, pain for pain.
Hallie Richardson
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Hallie Richardson  19/F/Texas
(19/F/Texas)   
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