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Mar 2014
o **** you
little coffee cup
why did you
have to go
and commit suicide
your life
was so full
you had it all
rich
sweet
well loved
called upon as
friend & confidante regularly
and now
having leapt to
your demise
you are just
a sticky mess
on my slate floor
i weep for you
betterdays
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betterdays  F/east coast australia
(F/east coast australia)   
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