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Bourbon

I smelt the bourbon from your mouth 
You are the most beautiful girl I have ever met 
I cried, but it wasn't a happy cry 

I cried for all my restless nights
I cried for all my overthinking 
I cried because all you ever did was lie to me

The lies dripped from your mouth like the bourbon on your lips
All I could do was swallow it like it was my last drink
I was thirsty, but it wasn’t a thirst you could quench 

         ~  I drowned in your lies 
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January 13, 2022 at 7:54 AM
A torturing visit to the other side of the bottle. Nicely done Casey.
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