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Nov 2014
i haven’t eaten since you left
i can’t even look at the food in my cabinets without thinking of the night you made me dinner
i can’t eat a sour patch kid without thinking of the night i broke you
the only thing i can keep down is coffee
you hate coffee, you said it's bad for you
but i love coffee
it’s my escape and my happy place
tyler
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tyler  akron, oh
(akron, oh)   
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   Hilda, Creep and Zelda Morgan
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