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I reach out when I have a confession. I reach out in desperation. I reach out when no one is listening. So I go looking for the next best thing. Happiness straight from the bottle, when real life’s too hard to swallow. I feel them judging on me for their own pleasure, if they really knew they’d know better. That I’m the one who caves under pressure, when desperate times call for desperate measures. I know there’s got to be some peace in me, but I can’t find it. I get so sick of looking. Too hard to swallow...
Posted on: Thu, 12 Sep 2013 10:23:13 +0000

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