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Jul 2013
the ***** burnt my insides
like strong fuel intensifying my fire
blurred dancing, laughing
jump, jump, jump higher

the wide eyes surrounding me
as I proved I could chug a beer,
the bubbles meant to lift me
only drown me, my dear

*** took over my limbs
moved my lips so close to yours
told me to forget about him
it turned us all into ******

and regret rises in our throats
yellow bile ***** hangover
seasickness is absent on my boat
but regret is a tsunami washing over

I drown, hands up in plea
I was with you not him
but still he forgives me
that makes one of us, not three.
Karissa Olson
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Karissa Olson
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