Vodka burns my throat
but your name hurts my head more
so I’d rather blackout with a hangover
than stare blankly
at my hands
trying to forget
what it felt like to hold you
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Author:
bevan tse stuart (
Offline) - Published: July 20th, 2023 17:01
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
I so relate,
that alcohol bitterness
fits with our hurt so well
thanks for sharing
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