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a few lines off of a cd case on a dark street in willow glen. we went to the park to smoke cigarettes and i kissed you on the kiddie slide and you smiled, sniffing hard. it was so hard to say goodbye. playing pool one last time. we usually win but i hit in the 8 ball. you leaned up against the car and pulled me into you, sobbing. i didn't cry until the day i left i saw your face and smelled your hair you kissed me weakly and rode off on your bike. i start class tomorrow. i wish you were here to tell me that i have goofy teeth that i'm a jerk all the time that you just stick around for the sex smack me around and hold me fall asleep in your strong arms your hands that look just like mine i don't know what i'm doing so i just keep drinking getting high on the overpass with some white boys trying hard to get laid i just need to sleep i guess. at least i'm finally out of the fucking sun.
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