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'Nice Guy'A Story by Kim BlackRead it, it's not long. |
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iA Story by Kim Blacki a sea of bodies moves in a drunken haze, blurring into one mass as they scream, SCREAM into the chasm of .. |
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Screwdriver SpiritualsA Poem by Matt MutivaScrewdriver Spirituals Sip, sip, done. Chug, chug, done. Glup gulp, another! Huddle! Let it take you, grab you by the hand, In.. |
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Roman, I Love YouA Story by LyseScarlett wants to die, but hasn't quite worked out the plan. The one thing that she definitely didn't plan for is Roman. |
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A Bartender's ResponsibilitiesA Story by TyIt had been a long week at the desk, unending clients, unending memos and complaints. I needed to unwind, and this bar was close by my apartment. Some.. |
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Never Drink and DriveA Poem by ajfischerThe dire consequences of drinking and driving. |
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who am i? (pt. i)A Poem by Hayateam i the laughter of the people that i am lucky to call my friends? the small family that i meet at school and through other people, am i the people w.. |
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Rock Bottom Regret : Future Wish FulfilmentA Poem by Hello, Goodbyethe fall before the wish fulfillment that befell |
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StarshineA Chapter by i.am.the.sun.You used to call me starshineI used to wonder why.I used to call you moonshine, now ISee the reason IGot so drunk off words you spoke Inearly went bli.. |
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New OlreansA Poem by Beautiful IntentionsFound this and thought, "I'm so weird..." From a trip in 2015. |
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TuesdayA Poem by Courteney AucoinDrinking on a Tuesday.I just can't help but love the bitter nausea coursing through my stomach and lighting my abdomen on fire.Anything is better than.. |
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Mr. LonelyA Story by RedPersonA young man appears in a strange place after death, much to his surprise. |
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Drinking moonlightA Poem by Andy DanielsBeen drinking all nightShining moonlightLove at first sightYou fight and I criedToo drunk but lets rideBonnie and clydeMake love in twilightYou do it .. |
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Follow YouA Poem by Ashlyn OliviaJust tell me where you have to goBaby, I will follow you homeYou can grip the wheelDo your own thingBaby, I will follow you homeBass heavyLet the vibe.. |
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my lungs are polluted and it's your faultA Poem by OshSmoking doesn't help.I wish it did.It also doesn't burn my mouth and my lungs as much as your kiss did,that is,until you left.Now all I can do is drin.. |
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