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Painfully Confused

I bury my pain in whiskey and wine,
With tears shimmering through my eyes.
Regret and remorse are knotted into my stomach,
My heart beating with no courage.
My skin cold and gray as I sit in the morning sun ray.
My mind empty but pounding,
With thoughts of you being around me.
But I'm torn between you and me,
My heart is emotionally empty.





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