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Mar 2020
Violets in my hair

Whiskey on my breath

Neon letters scrawled across my porcelain chest


Heaven looks so far away


That which makes me envision

Also steals my youth

Like an ancient smoke cloud thieves the mood


In one small stroke

Of my feathered ink pen

I could sign away the future
Missi Oliver
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Missi Oliver  39/F/Mesa, AZ
(39/F/Mesa, AZ)   
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