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Apr 2014
sometimes
i walk down my driveway
and lie in the spot where
your car use to be parked
and think about its
p r e s s u r e
on my chest
i hate thinking about you
i don't know why i do
circus clown
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   contrasenses, Julie Butler, fdg and ---
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