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Jun 2018
once again I enter an unfamiliar room
the door locked twice and the ac started running
I laid down on a strange bed, checked the small shower
ate a lukewarm sandwich I bought hours ago
and looked for you
the memories we made in an unfamiliar room still find me
and I don't know what to do

but these are the things I do
when I think of you
I know you don't think of me
but it's the little things that I do, that remind me of you
Doll Spaghetti
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Doll Spaghetti  fuckin akron
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