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Feb 2020
my tears taste like aspirin
I love all my bad friends
we fall through the floor every night

I think she hasn't ate in a week
he's indecisive he's on fire
I can't keep up they're so high

a bottle a night
smile for the money
passed fifteen red lights
nothing can stop me

haven't blinked in ten minutes
can't feel my hands
hold them down

spin
spinning down

crazy what you'd do for a friend
eileen
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eileen
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