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Mar 17
Can't sleep for thinkin'
Can't wake for drinkin'
this place that I live in
to expensive to be in.

I tried just a taste
but that wasn't enough.
If I don't stop it now
I'll be back livin' rough.

Over populated streets at night.
For a doorway to sleep in
I'll have to fight and
hide under a blanket
until it gets light.

and repeat verse 3

Sara Kellie
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Sara Kellie  47/Transgender Female/Lancashire. UK
(47/Transgender Female/Lancashire. UK)   
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