Alittle Help
It coursed through my veins,
It wiped all the hurt away,
It erased my thoughts and feelings
Of you and everything having to do with you
Sure, it burned my throat, burned a trail down my throat
Deepened the hole in my heart and made the room spin
But it helped, more than you and every other person who’s ever
Hurt me has.
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