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It's like you don't know and that's the worst thing, When I stumble in late from a night well out, And bleed you out on pen and paper, Flush you out like the alcohol.
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 2:22 AM UTC
Wine Poem Four
It's like you don't know and that's the worst thing, When I stumble in late from a night well out, And bleed you out on pen and paper, Flush you out like the alcohol.
"The apartment smells like cigarettes, I think I carried you here." 9/21/14
#love#alcohol
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natalia-quilles
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 2:22 AM UTC
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