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Mar 2
i am
just like you
cannot tell if i'm sober or not
i'm going to fade out
i'm everything you wanted of me
bleach'y curls
and a peachy grin
mom don't you love me now
are you watching me from your spot in hell?
it's just me, you
and everyone else
it's just my borderline
and your substacne abuse
the energy drinks, caffeine
and thc
momma i found the song you used to sing to me
just like you, still
a lost momma's boy
she used to sing me strawberry wine by deana cater
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c  17/M/regret
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