I've been drowning my sorrows in lucky charms and soy milk
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Sunday, March 31, 2013
Bottled Stars
I dreamed last night
That we were both tipsy
From champagne made from stars
You sloppily kissed my face
And told me the same lies
You’d say when you were sober
I fell asleep in your arms
But I woke up alone
And with a hangover
R.R.
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