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Intoxicated,
She stumbled home
With nothing but his name on her lips
The more she said it,
The more bitter it tasted
The more she wished she'd never tried it
Never tried him
She wants to get better
To sober up
But there is addiction
She talks so often of it
Words slurring,
Eyes blurring,
Of the cruelty
The violence
That internalizes in the darkest parts
Intoxicated,
She stumbled home,
And he wasn't there to walk with her.
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