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Unformatted text preview: as you watch me bleed. What's worse is you're too hammered to hear me scream goodbye. Fill another cup up with whatever it is you need. Once I was your antidrug. I was all that you required. Was alcohol not supposed to be included, or was it all a lie? The high just wasn't good enough, so swallow it down Hun and wait for me to die. I'm praying at night you will think of me, but all you can contemplate is your next drink. God must be busy. So have another one sweetheart. I'll never quench your thirst. Drink up what's left of us. Drown in what we could be. Pass out next to the cup of the drink of your dreams, and wake up to the worst hangover from the memory of me....
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- Spring '08