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Feb 2019
I bought you a bottle of pink moscato
A present to celebrate the weekend
You said it’s my favorite I said yeah I thought so

I bought you a bottle of pink moscato
For us to share in the shower on every days dawn
Now on every days dawn I wake up in an empty bed in an empty room in an empty house  
I get out of bed and go to my fridge
It’s empty except for the bottle of pink moscato I bought you before you sat me down and laid out every flaw I have
and how I’m not good enough.
We shared one last glass that day and the bottle will wait chilled for the day you return
Written by
Nathan  24/M/Midwest
(24/M/Midwest)   
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