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Jun 2021
drunk driving

broken furniture

bad relationships

friends i really miss.

knives in my arms

and my face.

more importantly the things i dont say

the way i drink

deteriorating my brain

i wish i still wanted to stay.
Written by
charles  29/M
(29/M)   
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     B E Cults and Bogdan Dragos
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