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Mar 2016
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.
Aly Mars
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Aly Mars  30/F/Black Eye Galaxy
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