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Dec 2019
In the mist of all this sorrow
My drunken heart begins to wallow
Does it make it easier to feel
Body relaxed, emotions flowing through
like a slow release pill
Used to emotional connection so dull
But now there’s something real
Just when I thought I might never feel
Giving me a reason to want more
But in my own solace I adore where I can reside
My personal place to hide
I’m afraid to give it up
I’m afraid to let another sip from my cup
And taste what’s in my heart
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