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Sep 2012
I am drunk
It’s not my fault
I wasn’t planning on losing her

I am driving drunk
Pigs are flying tonight
They fly right past me

I am not yet home
Thoughts of her through my head
My mind goes much faster than my car

I am finally home
I want to talk to her
Just pretend to want me back

I am in my bed
Her laugh and smile in my head
Soothing my broken heart

And finally
All at once
I succumb to sleep
Matt Walsh
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Matt Walsh
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