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Nothing stays the same, Drinking away the pain. Empty bottles

format-br0kenwings LEAVE THIS HERE PLEASE.

Nothing stays the same,

Drinking away the pain.

Empty bottles on my tables,

Just until I feel too light.

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ChristineCaroluz*

posted April 14, 2017 at 7:51pm UTC tagged with lyrics, story, sad, quote

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format-br0kenwings LEAVE THIS HERE PLEASE. I am a rose. Being picked away from my home. Just to be put in a small container. To be watched until I die.
format-br0kenwings LEAVE THIS HERE PLEASE. "Look at me now, are you proud of your precious child?"

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