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Feb 2019
When I was kissing the bottle not worry about a thing in the world, just me
I was all about me, I wanted nothing more to feel numb inside I felt no one understood
All I know is when I was kissing the bottle
I just wanted to be me again,
It might have taken me longer to get on that path and I am very thankful for the people who are love
Written by Julie Ann David
2/4/19
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Jul's  44/F/Illinois, Chicago
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