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Aug 2014
It's muggy outside tonight
with a cigarette lit and
***** in this can
making me realize how tired
I really am
what a long week it's been for me
and your face is all I manage to see
bad dreams last night
have me feeling caught in an emotional fight
what is it I really want...?
do I need *** or sleep perhaps something in between
I sit and shuffle through the cards life has dealt
practicing my best poker face
will I ever find my place...?
so much for me to have to decipher...
and I'm so **** tired
Ashley Rodden
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Ashley Rodden  32/F/Missouri
(32/F/Missouri)   
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