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Jan 2014
Drink Me
If
You
Cannot see that  
You
Are drinking my poison, then drink some more, all of it if you must.
You
Might as well die believing that I love you, as much as
You
Love me.
Mary Mack
Written by
Mary Mack  Small Town USA
(Small Town USA)   
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