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The Last Time

Water in a shot glass, whiskey in a water bottle; Dial down a wildfire, slow down a waterfall; So blurry , feel a little crazy a little hung over on the kool aid another shot of whiskey; Soul kiss melts slowly on the lips like ice water on a flame; Water to numb the fire ice to stop the pain; Trying over and over ; Crying harder and harder she knew no one would miss her, muffled under that water; And in an instant she was gone, drowned in the blood in the whiskey; Knowing no one cared, she didn’t mean a thing; No one would miss her.

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