family/beerA Poem by cara
beer tastes like family does
maybe that's why he drank it so alone, alone, alone i am alone you are alone i hate the need for talking i hate the need, the need i hate the need for something that i already missed that already passed by me my brain is made of the past, and oh, i can't change that.
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Added on April 1, 2024 Last Updated on April 1, 2024 Authorcara:), IrelandAbout19. My Substack: https://caracochrane.substack.com/publish/home more..Writing
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