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Oct 2014
Lips dusted with *******
Every kiss has you addicted

Sniffing out all this pain
To make it through the life im living

Selling my soul for pocket change
Hoping to see the end of the day

Slits on my wrists
Looking like a checklist

Internal bruises
And burnt cigarette lips

Sleepless nights
Staring at the city lights

Inhalation and contemplation
Oh, how devastating the decisions im making  

I used to be this rose growing from the concrete
Now I'm just a penny lying on the street
sαndяα-αℓєxιs
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sαndяα-αℓєxιs  DMV
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