A letter to Alix

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People say I drink too much

But it's not enough to make the pain go away

This pain
This never ending pain

It makes me wonder if there's any point in living

Your useless talk
The rubbish you speak

And the unwanted company I get from you and your stupid friends

Make me want to live for something

Everyday I walk alone
Alone in the dark

Alone in these empty streets
In which the darkness consumes the tiniest ray of light

Drunk I walk alone in these streets
You always seem to find me
Always worrying where I am
If I'm okay
Where I've been

You always come to me even if you're dying

Never taking care of yourself

Always fixing my broken bones before yours

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