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Where are we A thousand nights spent Trying not to think Struggles drowned Half way in empty bottles Half burned in empty bowls Minutes pass but the moments Torture us Opportunities Given the slip Half hearted attempts Sloshing through A subconscious of ribbons One more drink and I'll feel good One more meal and I'll be okay You're wrong What we are missing is food for the soul
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Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 10:41 PM UTC
Where are we
Where are we A thousand nights spent Trying not to think Struggles drowned Half way in empty bottles Half burned in empty bowls Minutes pass but the moments Torture us Opportunities Given the slip Half hearted attempts Sloshing through A subconscious of ribbons One more drink and I'll feel good One more meal and I'll be okay You're wrong What we are missing is food for the soul
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Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 10:41 PM UTC
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