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Sep 2016
you picked your addiction over me
i wish you could see just what you used to be
and the effect your problem had on me

it feels like yesterday
before you broke down and left me
and found yourself in another bottle
i'm stuck here waiting for you to come up
there's just no luck

i'll wait
monica
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monica
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