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Nov 2013
Lines lined up
Dollar bill rolled up
Drinks poured up
Ls rolled up
Pills sealed up
  
Sniff
Drink
Inhale
Pop

I’m faded
Money is lost
I’m drunk I can barely talk
High, I’m soaring
Barred out I’m numb
Leaning on somebody to help me walk

Sniff
Drink
Inhale
Pop

Im gone.
Victoria Isabel
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Victoria Isabel  NY
(NY)   
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