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*We each partook of our respective Champagne glasses almost in spot on simultaneity Toasting to a life full of nicety Hadn’t we been born with silver cutlery In our mouths? Armed with a sense of perspective But this doesn’t guarantee an alienation of misery We being hormonal imbalanced youths Rational irrationality the bedrock Of most if not all our decisions We ourselves each other’s stumbling block Nursing grandiose delusions. We hence seldom ‘work ‘hand in glove As we’re “drunk in love”.*
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Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 4:18 AM UTC
Drunk in love
*We each partook of our respective Champagne glasses almost in spot on simultaneity Toasting to a life full of nicety Hadn’t we been born with silver cutlery In our mouths? Armed with a sense of perspective But this doesn’t guarantee an alienation of misery We being hormonal imbalanced youths Rational irrationality the bedrock Of most if not all our decisions We ourselves each other’s stumbling block Nursing grandiose delusions. We hence seldom ‘work ‘hand in glove As we’re “drunk in love”.*
Love's blind literally and figuratively ever been Love-holic?
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Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 4:18 AM UTC
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