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Jan 2015
I couldn't find my happiness at the bottomΒ of a bottle
My happiness doesn't lie in cuts all up my arm
They were only ever distractions,
the drinking and self-harm

But I know my happiness isn't at your side
and the distractions don't work, believe me I've tried.
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