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Sep 2014
I’ve drank ***** that tasted
better
than your biter heart
and smoked cigarettes that
smelled sweeter
than your gut wrenching pride,
glided razors across my body
that are softer than your
words
and swallowed pills that numb
me
more than this heartbreak.
Dean Eastmond
Written by
Dean Eastmond  Weymouth
(Weymouth)   
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