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Jul 2020
i chugged too many bottles
they sometimes remind me of your cold lips
the taste of whiskey stings
like the way you said i was too much
but i don't want to sulk around
so i drank more
until i could just pass out
and let my friends drive me home
by the morning,
i'll wake up with a pounding headache
guess i'll treat it with some aspirin
only to realize that i have to drown myself
in alcohol once again at night
getting drunk makes me less think of you
trixia ella marie
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trixia ella marie
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