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UntitledI no longer know / whether to drown myself / in heartbreak

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3:42 amThe smell of *** lingers / on my damp skin / as I sit silently on the porch,

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It is what it is.I pour myself / another 3 fingers of whiskey; / just to **** the thin papery feeling.

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