drinking alcohol from a cup of memories, colored like the ocean

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i’m sorry
i’m sorry
i let you all down
i’m bleeding
i’m bleeding
i’m wishing to drown
my sorrows
my sorrows
in sips from this cup
of vodka
of vodka
i’ll drink it all up
i’m screaming
i’m screaming
how could i relapse
i’m drinking
i’m drinking
the sound of collapse
the smell of
the smell of
my blood mixed with rum
reminds me
reminds me
of dark summer fun

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  1. Avatar ItsMeChristina

    I like the rhythm of the poem.
    The line “the sound of the collapse” could be smoother. However, I do not know how to improve it.
    Well done!