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Jan 25
life's a blur,
a hazy light,
a broken dream,
an endless high

drowning in a bottle,
wishing I was sober,
closing my eyes,
waiting for life to be over

laying on the bathroom floor
is this all I ever will be?
another breath out...
god I feel so empty
wondering if I'm gonna make it through the night...
Rosmary Penn
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