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Mar 28
The windows are closed,
The lights are off,
My mind and I are all Iยดve got.

My friends are there,
nowhere to be found,
and I am here
all alone.

I wish I could,
reach out and feel
the love for you
I always craved.

But all I have,
and all I know,
is the way
the bottles
stir up my soul.

I missed you once,
I missed you twice,
Then I drank,
Forgot at once.

I knew there was more,
and I opened the door,
you entered with pride,
but I was alive.
relahxe
Written by
relahxe  22/F/Bulgaria
(22/F/Bulgaria)   
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     Thomas W Case and Jeremy Betts
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