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Absolutly

Is there something I can say
That hasn't already been said?
I wish the words bounced off my lips
But the letters float in my head
And jumble and get lost inside me
And then they jump to the tip of my tongue and kiss my lips
When I see your face

Don't be mad at me
I love you
Or I will in a shot or two
When the vodka drowns  memories of him out of my mind
You'll be the first one who
I turn to

- Anahita Dawar 

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