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Bottles like bulimia

Heartbreak like ******

And together

And alone

I'll
    
      drown...
Thought it was Friday
it could have been Friday
but
I opened one eye and it's
Tuesday,
still feels like a Friday
no way is it Tuesday
I
want a stewards enquiry.
 Feb 2020 The Poetic Nicole
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i'm tongue tied and pretty out of it
i wish i could care even a little bit
my heart feels like northern nunavut
it's like frozen for the fun of it
there's no flow, just frozen words i chip into again and again
Your eyes are fogged up
Yet they seem to see
Right into my soul

Question - Why do you write so much pain?
Answer - Welcome to the club...


A broken hearts feel the pain and resonate
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