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May 2018
Last night
You had a bottle of liquor in your hand
And you can barely stand
From all the feelings you have for him
They were pulling you to the ground
Today you wake up
But the pain still lingers
And his words taste bitter in your mouth
You hate it when you're sober
Because that's when it hits you harder
Yes, it's over
But you still have a bottle of liquor in your hand
Will you have another?
Triste
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Triste  F/Philippines
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