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Aug 2014
now you're leaving
your survival
i held your water

plastic bottle

found me useless
i was empty
because you drunk from me

plastic bottle

hand that put me to your lips
pushed me in the bin
i made called you

...but u still turned away
plastic bottle
everyone who gets down in this state..he leaves after using you
PLASTIC BOTTLE
sainche micano
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sainche micano  alone
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