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Nov 2014
I'm dying of thirst but I'm afraid to ask for a drink
I'm starving for a connection but I turned my phone off
Look look, look at me, I have lots of great qualities! Please god don't leave me alone with my **** and my headphones
I'm used to fighting off sleep at 3am with beauty in my eyes and red in my cheeks
Now the sun drags me down with it
Jake Meizell
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Jake Meizell  Newark
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