My toothbrush tasted of gin this morning / The cup I picked up, like whiskey...
Spiraling (Poetry)
Tag: loss
Forgetting Myself (Poetry)
I have forgotten how to be kind / Now I only know annoyance / I have left behind my patience...
Writing gracelessly, without particular art or skill, but perhaps some enjoyment.
Balter Through the Pages 
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