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Jan 2014
drowning my sadness
in cigarettes,
three day old wine
and ecstacy
trying to find something
to make me feel alive
like i think i once did
but i can't remember
feeling anything but wrecked
Written by
pale moonlight  neverland
(neverland)   
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