last time | poem

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I refuse
to feel
anything that
will act
like liquor
and cause me
to be
unlike myself
because
the last time
i fell
the last time
i felt
it tore me
into pieces
and i
still haven't put
myself back together
again
and i cannot afford
to lose
any more of
my mind
-n.c

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