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May 2019
Drunk because
you're not here.
Gin and *****
drop into glass.

Drunk because
I don't know how
to tell you I want
to make you mine.

Drunk because
creme de violette
speaks purple
for both of us.

Drunk because
the Casino soothes
me with maraschino -
so let's go to Rome.

Drunk because
you left me that
pink silk thing.
It haunts me.

Drunk because
you're not here.
Gin and *****
drop into glass.
Evan Stephens
Written by
Evan Stephens  44/M/DC
(44/M/DC)   
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   Dennis Willis
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