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Mar 2016
It's in that moment when you realize, that what you have isn't enough, but what you need is out of reach.
It's times like these you need a savior, someone to pick you up, pull you out, but you've never been so far away.
Doing what you said you'd never do, it's a compromise, a sunken ship, mutiny to everything you ever valued.

Glass pushed to lips, the amber liquid burn, burn, burns.

It's unfortunate that tomorrow will come with no resolve
Off to find a new ship
New ships bring new horizons
JRL
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JRL  25/M/Murfreesboro
(25/M/Murfreesboro)   
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