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Nov 2014
it's Thanksgiving
and the only thing I'm thankful for
is the alcohol in my blood stream
suppressing my thoughts
and silencing my screams

it's Thanksgiving
and I wish I could be thankful
you're gone
but I'd really only ever be thankful
if you had never entered my life at all
Caitlin Miller
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