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Jan 2019
Jack is my best friend.
***** burns my sorrows into ashes.
Tequila never leaves my side.
I smell alcohol on my shirt like it's cologne.
Bottles lay all around me and they make me feel empty and alone.
I thought it would make me forget the pain.
It did for a moment but the next day I awake in more pain.
This isn't the way, it never was.
Yet, I drink another drink.
Because it's my only friend.
For Jazmine
Christian Ek
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