Buried under all the empty bottles,
And broken hearts
Lied a girl with one to many thoughts.
As she tried to find the answers
At the bottom of a glass
She ended up drowning
Deep into her past.
And she couldn't help but throw back
A mix of all her regrets
And feelings
In one big cup of what she called
Her last.
Aug 17, 2014
Aug 17, 2014 at 9:29 PM UTC
Buried under all the empty bottles,
And broken hearts
Lied a girl with one to many thoughts.
As she tried to find the answers
At the bottom of a glass
She ended up drowning
Deep into her past.
And she couldn't help but throw back
A mix of all her regrets
And feelings
In one big cup of what she called
Her last.
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