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Jul 2016
I’ve spent too many nights
Staying awake,
And downing every last drop
Of alcohol, this ship had to offer.
I was just trying to find something,
That made me feel okay.


That gave me the warmth that you once did.
Speaking Sorrow
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Speaking Sorrow  23/North Carolina
(23/North Carolina)   
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