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A Session

"a session” watching icicles forming on the inside of my eyelids thinking of you that’s what i did while you were at group therapy i was sitting home alone contemplating kissing Señorita Cerveza but knowing no one can replace ya while you were at group therapy i was sitting home alone tried to slice my wrists with a butter knife imitating suicide like i’m imitating life while you were at group therapy i was sitting home alone

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Book: Shattered Sighs