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As I try

by @everett

You were proud of me 4 days sober you made me a quesadilla in my honor you loved me greater than before and I told you I wouldn't drink tonight but honey I'm sorry I lost the fight and I know you won't be mad at me yet it was that light that I'll miss, as I try to type this.
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22 / M / American
For You?
Written by
everett
22 / M / American
Published
Aug 30, 2014
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8/30/14

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