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Oct 26
I’m married to loneliness
I sleep with it every night in my bed
My favorite drink is a shot of sorrow
Drunken it’s sour taste now it’s plastered on my face
Pain is my number one fan
My only constant companion
Depression is my reflection
It greets me when I look in the mirror
My soul is dying with every passing breath
Counting my tears until there’s none left.
Written by
Taÿpen
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