I miss hearing your voice at night

It made the demons seem like angels

and midnight felt like the first sunrise 

Instead I wallow in my mistakes

Summon my own light

But it isn’t you


Have I said this before?

Remind me

Done this before?

Offered you a sip of me

only for you to find me bitter

You were the salve that tempered me

The snake beneath the tree

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