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Jun 2023
Everytime I drown into that bittersweet taste
I get this fuzzy feeling.
Like my minds been erased.
My tears roll down as i stare into the ceiling
Just thinking.
There are other ways to let it out instead of draining
But if I don't I’ll feel like I’m sinking.
I’ve tried to stop but I just end up missing that feeling.
I don’t want to end up like my father.
So I decided it’s time to stop for a while.
Don’t want to be intoxicated and instead walk around with a smile.
Amy
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Amy  18/F/Los Angeles
(18/F/Los Angeles)   
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