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Delicate Intoxication

A shot and some salt as the ball drops. I can't believe it all happened. And I can't believe that I was on the verge of tears. This heartbeat never stops. I drank the fire, I breathed in the smoke. But I didn't breathe in you, and that is what made me choke. So many people caught up in connecting, Yet I felt so distant, caught up in recollecting. My life is not the one that I knew two years ago, My soul is altogether different, no longer white like snow. But I was never pure, I have been damned from the beginning, I am still thinking about last night, I am so scared that I still want you, My world may still be spinning. To forget is a beautiful thing, This delicate intoxication is a new way to sing. But no matter what I couldn't forget that I wasn't close to you, All the fire couldn't burn away the knowing that "Us" is no longer true. I just want to be ok with whatever this is, I just want to be close without having to be his. I wanted to forget and maybe our feelings could be enough, But nothing happened last night and I just got drunk.
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richard-k
Published
Jan 2, 2015
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Happy New Years, I'm still not ok. Last night was fun though.

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