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Last nights regrets Friends are drugs And addiction is key Withdrawl

Last nights regrets

Friends are drugs
And addiction is key
Withdrawl is bad like
Abandonment should be
We go to suppoert groups
To settle our bones
But a shrink can't help
What a needle calls home

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anachronism

posted July 3, 2014 at 11:32pm UTC tagged with relapse, heartbreakseries, quote

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♦ Vodka burns my throat but your name hurts my head, so I would rather black out with a hangover than stare blankly at my hands trying to forget what it was like to touch you. ♦
I watched you look at me and I swear To God I felt a fire ignite that day when you Looked into my eyes my broken heart skipped so Many beats it threatened to pull back the Broken peices and make me whole again. I watched As our love burst into flames - flames in which I thought Would burn forever and maybe that was from my own Stupidity to think that we would last forever in a place Where forever only meant a day or two a place where Broken hearts and used liquor bottles littered the Souls of the living a place in which our fiery love was on The edge of being contained. A place where the ashes of our past Loves threatened to tear us apart. - s.p

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