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Nov 2014
i forgave you when you dipped me
on kitchen floors with bare feet and
a mixture of drugs
but im laying in my bed
and i cant feel those kitchen tiles
or hear jimi hendrix anymore and
youre not here
and maybe
i just dont want you to be
anymore
k
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