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Jul 2019
I drank you like hard liquor,
Straight and no chasers.

Knowing full well you'd burn my insides out

But man the buzz...

The love drunk spin,

I'd swallow it a thousand times, again and again.

Let's hope next time I drink enough to black the **** out.
Chelsea Rae
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