XLII

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I hope you think I'm dead
from all the chest pain.
My pillow no longer
has the imprint of your face
and my thoughts no longer
revolve around the emotions
you always tried to hide.
But I'm sure you will find me
inside of any bottle.

- Fuck Chasing You

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