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May 2014
i got high
yesterday.
and my head was in
the clouds.
and it got me thinking
about how
your lips felt like clouds
and your breathe
was like
a winter wind
on my neck,
making me shiver
and grow
anxious
for what
came after.
but the only
thing that came after
us
was sadness and drugs and tears and razor marks.
ky
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ky  maryland
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