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May 2016
My heart is racing
With fear
As I wait for the first hit.

I don't remember how this started
But
I do know how it will end.

After the last hit falls,
I will crawl defeated, to my room
And drown my sorrow in alcohol.
Written by
Alex  21/Non-binary/Kentucky
(21/Non-binary/Kentucky)   
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