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Jan 21
pour me a tall glass of tiny tasks for the day
just until i get back to my ***** in the nights

more, more, more, another, another, another

keep em coming and dont you dare
let me stay sober long enough
to think
when i cant silence my thoughts
i keep them just loud enough
that everything gets lost in the noise
Written by
efni  F
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