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Aug 2013
it creeps in slow.
the cloud that seeps
and steadily works
to steal the logic
from my words
and yet more honest
i become when no one
listens because i'm only
drunk.
bottledownb
Written by
bottledownb  Glasgow
(Glasgow)   
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