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I wonder what it's like to go home with the one you love Instead of going home alone to spend each empty night on drugs I don't know much about affection when the wrong tolerance is tested I can handle almost anything except emotional investments.
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Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 9:57 PM UTC
You've got love and I've got drugs.
I wonder what it's like to go home with the one you love Instead of going home alone to spend each empty night on drugs I don't know much about affection when the wrong tolerance is tested I can handle almost anything except emotional investments.
This poem is old and I've found sobriety since.
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Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 9:57 PM UTC
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