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Apr 2019
I am sitting here
Deconstructing another bottle
Looking at the bottom
Trying to figure out what it says

Stay away
It screams
I can hear it clearly
Don’t come close to the fire
it’s always burning

I am sitting here
Thinking
Of you
Figuring out what you said
and what it meant

For a little more
Give, a little less

I don’t need you
I don’t want you
I don’t want to
want you
But…

I’m thirsty

I could drink
every bottle of whisky
and still not have enough

Pour it up
Another broken glass
I’m to sober now
Fill me up with the fire
of your eyes

Tell me how it feels
Knowing
How far down I’m falling

Trying to reach

You
Anya
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Anya  25/F/London
(25/F/London)   
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