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20/20

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we would paint the town red most nights until we arrived home of course which was when the fighting would typically begin

we were in love but only vaguely knew the meaning of the word we tried gave it our best shot

she came from divorced parents drinking problems if i remember correctly and me i haven’t seen my biological father since i was five

we figured our demons could play nice understand one another work together to become sane

they didn’t

i always thought that she was the crazy one not me i had my shit together

but as it turns out hindsight really is 20/20

she needed someone to love someone to hold i needed someone to fill a void that i didn’t know existed

it was me who didn’t understand love

you see she wanted to create an epic story

i just wanted to write a poem . .

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