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Jan 2019
i miss you
i miss you like i miss getting high in my backyard at dusk
and it’s not the smoke that hurts my eyes.
i miss you like i miss the slide of alcohol down my throat when i give up calling you.
and it’s not the alcohol that burns.
but i don’t have to miss those anymore.
the only thing i’m missing now is
you
this is kinda dark and some of my work will start getting more so. this is just a heads up, things are really rough right now and i take break ups pretty hard. feel free to take this literally or metaphorically i don’t mind
Written by
Dean  21/M
(21/M)   
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