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May 2014
we sit clutching each other
on my ****** bed in this ****** apartment.
on the other side of that wall, there's him;
a drug addict I can't seem to get over.
and on the other side of the other wall, there's her;
a stuck up ***** you can't seem to get over.
we can hear them both, they surround us on either side.
and in the middle of these two thin ****** walls is two people,
who are trying to escape two ****** people
with the ****** comfort of each other.
Rachael
Written by
Rachael  jersey/philly
(jersey/philly)   
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