The End of May

A Poem by Maija Darling

Every goddamn time I'm drunk

it's lethal to my existence

Because I let myself admit the fact

that I am so f*****g attached to you

but everything between us has been determined

and I'm dying to avoid that May 28th expiration date.

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Added on April 17, 2014
Last Updated on April 17, 2014
Tags: love, drunk, alone

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