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twenty four
the nights
i didn’t spend with her
i spent hovering
over a mistake,
and drowned my regrets
in cheap liquor,
and numbed the voices with drugs;
all the while
she laid
in bed
wondering where i was.
YOU ARE READING
Memories of Aspen
Короткий рассказ"Because memories of Aspen were all I had left." *Spin-off to Forgetting Roman*
