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Jul 2014
YOU HAD EYELASHES SO BEAUTIFUL IT
FELT LIKE A PUNCH IN THE GUT EVERY
TIME YOU'D GLANCE AT ME AND YOU
HAD LIPS ANGELINA JOLIE WOULD BE
JEALOUS OF WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME
HERE IN THE COLD TO SHAKE HYSTERICALLY
AND SHIVER LIKE IT'S WINTER IN ALASKA
IT'S ******* ONE HUNDRED AND FOUR
DEGREES OUTSIDE IN JULY FOR
***** SAKE JUST COME HOME
COME HOME COME HOME
Anna Elizabeth Bailey
Written by
Anna Elizabeth Bailey  Charleston, SC
(Charleston, SC)   
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