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Oct 2013
you took a sip and spat me out
like bitter coffee
even though you didn't want me
you took some of me.

i left everything i am on your lips.

you smoked me down to a filter
but at least i was in your lungs.

you are a destination i will never truly reach
and i don't know how to stop driving.
Amelia
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Amelia  rva usa
(rva usa)   
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     ---, typhany and Cheyenne Najee
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