I Ain't Callin' You a Truther by Jenneve Micaela

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Feb 2014

I remember...
Standing in the snow...
"Put some shoes on"
"Shoes are for little *******."
My feet are blue...
...your house smells like onions and death.

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Jenneve Micaela your mom's bed

(your mom's bed)

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