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Dec 2013
You have made me do some things
I am not certain I'm proud of
You have made me say some things
my mouth has not even figured out yet,
Stuck in between not pronounced
"I love you's"
and should have said
"Don't hurt me's"
My heart and
my body
drowned in alcohol
pounding pain
Searching for even more
regrets with every single
bit, every single kiss,
every single touch,
and I regret myself from meeting you.
A little something I wrote when I was half sober in a hotel room in a place far away from you evil hands.
Nicole
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Nicole  23/F/Peru
(23/F/Peru)   
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