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Bitter (Acrostic)
Buried my past with my bones
I raise my glass; I'm not a quitter
Tired of trying to atone
The things I cannot change
Empty my heart upon the tomb
Reborn from the ashes of my blood
I raise my glass; I'm not a quitter
Tired of trying to atone
The things I cannot change
Empty my heart upon the tomb
Reborn from the ashes of my blood
Published 25th Oct 2017
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