Note: The Transcript

Note I left you on the bedside table, Right beside a pack of un-smoked cigarettes. Nothing too fancy Or thought through. Because you were just an idea never a plan; But one thing led to anotherβ€” A strong drink chased pills, clutched in a stronger hand. You were just a bunch of scribbles on crumpled... Continue Reading →

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