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Jun 20
Fake friends surround me as I down another 🍾 to the head
Thoughts circling 🤔 why I'm still here
In this pit where we drink to get lifted
Yet I'm feeling so empty deep inside
🕳️ In my chest but my ❤️ can't seem to
Say no to the thought of another glass
Another 🍾 to relax yet I'm stuck here
Sitting wondering why these friends
I keep seem to be why I feel so weak
It's like I ❤️ the buzz hate the company
Written by
Leano
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