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Sep 2013
She can't let them know
The pain she has been through
So she puts on a show
'Bout the places she's been too
With a Halls cough drop
Fresh in her mouth
And a connection with a cop
Somewhere in the south
Living the ways
Of the street savvy hipster
And the scent that always stays
A cold Vics smell, always bitter
Sub-Entry
She coughs
And hacks because of the acid that worms
It's way up her throat every time she eats
And the polar green smell of Vics lotion
Blocks out the hint of sick
That wafts about her
And the Halls disguises the
Breath of a bulimic
Claire Elizabeth
Written by
Claire Elizabeth
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   Kendal Anne and HA
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