'Please don't do anything too reckless'
You know I won't listen, you know me all too well.
Bring out the bottle, I might gulp it down and I might just stare at it.
'I beg you to let it go'
Maybe I should, it was reckless of me to expect more,
it was reckless of me to even send that text.
It's time for that bottle,
time for the forgetting methods,
time for the famous amber liquor and smokes.
Oh amber liquor make me forget,
oh smokes destroy the rest of my insides.
Destroy every part of me that thinks about you.
Destroy the part of me who worries about you.
Destroy the part of me who writes about you.
Destroy the part of me who expects you to care.
Just fucking destroy me.
It probably won't help because even if you destroy me I would keep on spitting out poems and pieces about you or for you.
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