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There it is the morning sickness After last nights wickedness Liquor still burning in my lungs the bounding in my head mixture of drinks in my stomach until I upchuck it Foggy memories, flashbacks guilt of words said affair of fake love shared temporary high dread
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 10:29 PM UTC
Hangover
There it is the morning sickness After last nights wickedness Liquor still burning in my lungs the bounding in my head mixture of drinks in my stomach until I upchuck it Foggy memories, flashbacks guilt of words said affair of fake love shared temporary high dread
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 10:29 PM UTC
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