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The Blue Room

I lay in a room (After a night of intoxication)

I will be up soon (I awaken and find the causation)

Feeling the chilly air (In my pocket I feel a vibration)

Dazed and confused I stare at (My phone, only that)

My situation; complete loneliness.

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jonathan-scott

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Published: May 12, 2013
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