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Empty bottles, Happy hearts. Everything is fine. Give me more- More to drink, More to regret. Help. I'm lost. One more drink? Oh, thank you. My life is shattered. You're saving me? The room is spinning, But you've done your job. You've finished. I'll have one more. I'm diving deep. The waves are crashing. I am going under. You watch as I hit Rock bottom. Pull me up. Anything. Please. You grab my hand, Another drink in yours. I hate me. You hate me. Have one more, That's what your Love is made of. One, two, three, We've lost count. We've lost ourselves.
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Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 6:28 PM UTC
a love like bourbon.
Empty bottles, Happy hearts. Everything is fine. Give me more- More to drink, More to regret. Help. I'm lost. One more drink? Oh, thank you. My life is shattered. You're saving me? The room is spinning, But you've done your job. You've finished. I'll have one more. I'm diving deep. The waves are crashing. I am going under. You watch as I hit Rock bottom. Pull me up. Anything. Please. You grab my hand, Another drink in yours. I hate me. You hate me. Have one more, That's what your Love is made of. One, two, three, We've lost count. We've lost ourselves.
catherinehope
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Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 6:28 PM UTC
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