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May 2020
Wasted and lonely bottles aside,

Thinking about him all my night.

I sent a **** load of text and copy them later,

‘Sup’ god and ‘yo’ god I started by.

Told him about my day and how much I missed him

And how I got wasted and drunk texted him.


We talked about love and life

The ex’s I hated,

And the crushes I liked.

But then I asked what is it like?

To hold all people and see their life.

But then I texted to chill and relax,

Have a drink and text me back.


Many embarrassing texts from me to him,

But who cares I was drunk and missed him.



Last night I drunk texted god.
Written by
Vedant Pawar
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