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Pain is still here.

Try to drown it with shots of whiskey and beer.

I light another cigarette while looking into the mirror.

Rules

Absolutely

Clear

Oral contract

Freedom

Overseas

Never

Fall in love

Three weeks in the same city was a long time.

Something happened that fucked up my mind.

Confusion

Everything now feels like an illusion.

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See also:

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