LightweightA Poem by Ben TaylorI tasted happiness. It scalded and scratched at my throat as I swallowed it. I vomited it out in mere minutes. Now I'm hungover as f**k, And my loneliness feels cold And three sizes too big.
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Added on February 17, 2013 Last Updated on February 17, 2013 AuthorBen TaylorColumbia, MOAboutAlmost everything I write now is relatively real, so just read what I write and get to know me. more.. |

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