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Jun 2017
I woke in the haze of
Tequila breath and a beautiful
Regret,
Naked and alone,
I can smell the nicotine on
The kiss that stayed in
My hangover,
An empty bottle with
The lipstick she left behind,
Round and round
The room spinning
And my head thundering
Like the storm of echoes
When the ***** seduced,
Funny im alone
And hurting, hungover
And grateful.
The Dedpoet
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The Dedpoet  38/M/San Anto, Tejas
(38/M/San Anto, Tejas)   
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