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Jan 2015
Just as I'm sober
I pour a drink again
and I ponder,
can I lose myself
as a friend?

Just when it's over
I want to be under again
and I can't find myself,
because I've hidden
and lost in the end.
Written by
Eyelash Wishes
310
   Ocean Blue
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