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Feb 2014
You could starve by searching the world
for someone who picks their words
just like you
and sometimes you make me laugh
with your coffee stained teeth
I hang onto every word that slips out
even though you think I forget
and I know I know I know
you can't knock me out some nights
after all the drinking, its better to pretend
this all means nothing
because truth be told it's so difficult for me
to love and so many people have tried
to break through my skin
you help me forget it all
and you make me crazy
it's ok
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   Jay
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