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Sep 2014
Liquid night, bottled and priced
3 shots of love and a dime bag
kerosene nostrils and white collared lies
this demon is a shadow
follows close when the sun is up
surrounds me under the moonlight
too much gunplay and valentines
I am no rose cheeked cherub
but still gripping at the sunset
waiting for its return
amongst other one way plane tickets
very messy, I apologize
Tupelo
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Tupelo  23/M/Maryland
(23/M/Maryland)   
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     WickedHope, --- and Jo
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