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I left once before
took a seat by the bartender
just to get some relief
I surrounded myself with
harsh looking men & stolen glances
dark bourbon filled the glasses
& it reminded me of him
as I drowned my sorrows
the thought of being alone
scared me more than the man I loved
I rather be with him
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