Remnants of a Failed Existence
Haunted by the ghosts of my failed ambitions
too late to even start again
so intimate now with my inner demons
soon they will become my friends
drowning in a sea of liquor
my lungs filled with liquid despair
who will know me when my world comes crashing around me
and who will even care
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