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Mar 2017
I am drinking away your memory.
I sat outside your old window
The frosted glass
That made us feel
Like we were in our own
World
Together
You and me

Against everything.

You were my addiction.
A force so powerful
A storm
Uprooting my breath from my lungs

I use cigarettes for that now
A nasty habit you were determined to kick
You've passed it along to me.

I am becoming addicted
To my own sadness
My own self pity

And every part of me is
Drowning.
Is
Burning.

But at least
I'm not crying anymore.
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V Anne  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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