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drunk

I miss you already
I fucking miss
you I do I'm frantic
and lost the whiskey
has numbed me I
can't think I can't
think I drank enough
to remind me
to remember to
forget you but I
can't and
I won't when
this acrid shit
in my mouth
tastes like your
image and I can't
let it go not even
for a moment
and I can't lift
my hand it's
so weighted so
heavy how could
I how could I
love you
you know that
I never could say
that to you
and I never
could will and
I can't find my keys
the bartender
took them and
he keeps looking
down my shirt and
I searched for a
pen to write
but you're gone
it’s no matter and
I'm sorry
I can't find
my purse I can't
drive I can't walk
I can't move I can't
think I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry I miss
you I do I

lovehateneedwantmissyou

and the fucking
hangover I'll
have in the morning
could never be

never be

worth it
Written by Betty
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