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molly

Every night,

And every day.

Every time,

My mind's away,

I see his lips,

Upon your hips,

The way you kiss,

And day his name.

A sick mistake,

Of twisted fate,

To prove your name,

Creates a craze.

 

...molly.

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Written by
canaan-massie
American
Published
May 10, 2013
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I wrote this a few weeks ago... I accidentally saved it as a draft. Ha.

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