Darling I know it's dark out
But grab onto that safe space
The one you go to when you can't sleep
Where he tucks you in
And tells you he loves you
Before all the bad happened
Don't think of the time
He pried your mouth open
Only to fill it with the taste of stale cigarettes
Try to forget
The goosebumps on your thighs
That cold December morning
Because now all you crave
Is a shot of tequila to get you through the day
To give you the motivation
To hold on just a little bit longer
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Erin Shannon
A lost soul looking for direction. All things real. Sustainable living, Supernatural, and Self sabatoge. Kingston ON
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