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May 2016
I wish I was sober.
I'm stumbling,
Falling,breaking
and my path
has been one of
crooked winding roads.
I wish I was sober,
and not a man
who is drunk
by the search
of love.
Hoping that love
can ease my pain
heal my wounds
erase my flaws
embrace my strengths
and fix my broken bits.
Star Gazer
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Star Gazer
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