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i let go and looked back instant regret 

because you were happier that way

and it was better this way 

much to my dismay

like coffee you were dark. bitter. 

but with milk. sweet, sweet milk. you got me through the day. 

but i ran out 

i was left with the  harsh, dusky liquid  

sliding down my throat

leaving me drunk in your caffeine. 

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