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Mar 2014
I tried to
stop you
from driving tonight
--you were too drunk
to walk straight--
but you still asked
for your keys:
"No,"
"Dont **** with me
right now."
--So, I left,
and got a call
thirty minutes later
saying
that you wouldn't
get in the car
unless I came back,
and just like every
other time:
I couldn't say no.
Nicole Wheat
Written by
Nicole Wheat  California
(California)   
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   Brooke Bello
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