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Nov 2018
Want to get drunk on apple cider
Fall into the haze of apple scent
Want to dance the two step
Until my legs are spent
Want to forget my name
As I am carried to my bed
Left to sleep in a spinning cycle
That revolves around my head
Then the morning breaks
Hits my brain with a sonic boom
And splinters pierce my eyes
As the sun cracks into the room
Birds scream out full throttle
And my eye twitches with each tweet
Want to run to the window screaming
But can’t seem to feel my feet
Ten minutes later I have moved
A foot away from the bed
I know what must be done
To cure this hanging head
Get drunk on apple cider
Fall into the haze of apple scent
Then dance the two step
Until my legs are spent
Amanda
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Amanda  F/uk
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