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Zeckrombryan

Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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alcohol

psychedelic

Losing my everything, I was sunk into an endless loop drowning deeper into my loss. I could barely get a hold of myself, even my very breath, all of those were secondary. She left me because of who I was... Continue Reading →

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When We Were Young

I was sitting by the tarred ground, a bottle in my hand, sober and tired with reality. My vision was twirling in fantastic patterns, the alcohol was working wonders on me, making a temporal escape for me. The streets lights... Continue Reading →

Apparent Passenger

The dead of the night was welcoming the reverie into my thoughts after a long day of driving, The winnowing of cold air was prominent as the windows were winded down, I was driving down the suburb, heading back to... Continue Reading →

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