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Nov 2021
It's late this night,
We're not in bed,
And we're lit by the fairy lights,
You're in date clothes,
And I'm in my pajamas.
Speaker's turned too high,
It's okay though.

I just hate to see you this way,
You're swaying but not for the music,
And the light in your eyes is dulled,
Cause the toxin is in your system.

I'm getting tired,
You're telling me things,
I can't understand what you're saying,
So it's goodnight,
Cause it hurts to see you,
The thumps upstairs are scaring me.

I think I hate drunk people,
I really hate when you're drunk,
You said you'd never get drunk again.
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Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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