I have a confession to make:
I haven't been sober in seventeen days,
It’s not a thing that I can explain,
It’s just a thing that eliminates pain.
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Masking the pain with a bottle serves the purpose for the while, but when the sun rises so does the pain. Only time shall take and slightly ease the sorrow. A write that rings with sadness of lost love.
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Masking the pain with a bottle serves the purpose for the while, but when the sun rises so does the pain. Only time shall take and slightly ease the sorrow. A write that rings with sadness of lost love.