vodka burns my throat but nothing hurts like the lump in my throat when I think of your name. so I'd rather pass out from intoxication than hear your voice in my head.
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where denial leads to
Poetrya compilation of little poems I wrote to try to ease my mind and help my soul grieve. a lil messy bc so is my mind
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vodka burns my throat but nothing hurts like the lump in my throat when I think of your name. so I'd rather pass out from intoxication than hear your voice in my head.
