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Never drink to distract yourself It always ends in success. But once you remember what you were trying to forget, You have a crash There is a burn, A sting of memory. And there's no forgetting What's been singed inside your head. Those times between sheets, And kisses and fond memories. Permanent are these for you to keep, Despite desperate attempts of forgetting. Everything is blurry except those mental pictures, Even Milwaukee's Finest can't drown those primest memories you have. And everything ends in the singular thought... I wish. You. Were. Here.
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Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 1:27 AM UTC
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Never drink to distract yourself It always ends in success. But once you remember what you were trying to forget, You have a crash There is a burn, A sting of memory. And there's no forgetting What's been singed inside your head. Those times between sheets, And kisses and fond memories. Permanent are these for you to keep, Despite desperate attempts of forgetting. Everything is blurry except those mental pictures, Even Milwaukee's Finest can't drown those primest memories you have. And everything ends in the singular thought... I wish. You. Were. Here.
kelley-flint
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Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 1:27 AM UTC
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