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Anna Jul 2013
Don't beg me to stay
When you're torturing me
And we're falling away
Like coins dropped out at sea.
Anna Jul 2013
In case you didn't know-
I can be so ******* beautiful.
Anna Jul 2013
I wonder when
I started getting drunk
At eleven in the morning.
Anna Jul 2013
I chase every mouthful
Of *****
With a splash of
Bright blue eyed
Memory.
Anna Jul 2013
Because
It's easier
To believe in
A good ****
Than
True love.
Anna Jul 2013
******* help me
I can't breathe.
I need a hit.
Not another line of ****** poetry.
Anna Jul 2013
My mouth tastes of res and
Yesterdays alcohol.
Sour.
*Depression
Is a
******* ****.
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