Lipstick on your collar
And the color isn't mine
White lines on the dresser
And you even drank my wine
Babe your face is flushed
It's more than just a hunch
Tell me what's this fear
Maybe she's still here
Monday, December 27, 2010
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Man, my youth is crumbling piece by piece... may she rest in peace.
I kind of got a little teary about her death. Lots of other s*&% happening in my life, too, but for whatever reason, her death got to me.
I'm still in shock. #9 looked at me in the car and said it just come across the wire that TM had passed. I didn't believe it.
I loved her. She was a STAR.
Underrated.
Love Sis
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