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Dec 2017
she sits at her kitchen table,
skin pink and eyes
puffy
and looks at the print
of her daughter’s
missing picture on the
side of an empty,
old

milk container .
.
.

mommy,
maybe
pick yourself up ,

daddy never cried like this,

how will you tell him that
you lost yourself
in a bottle of
pills like a note
in a
bottle ,

lost at sea ::

?
I’m trying to start writing again but things haven’t been as sad. This is based off the mommy medicated toy in the game little inferno. 100% recommend. I have a boyfriend now and things seem ok
cait-cait
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