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You drink You drive And ruthlessly try To have a good time Down slicken oil streets Pavement like a pistol To my temple, meets The cure to my cancer And the answer To my every problem

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a-m-ryder

26 / M / Everett

Published: Oct 18, 2020
LinesWords: 1236

Tags: #drink #drive #ruthless #oil #slick #suicide #cure #cancer #answer

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