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Dec 2022
I know that it's nightly
Fallen on my face
Stale beer and whiskey
Fillin up our place

I've asked for forgiveness
So many ******* nights
To whatever comes after
That bright and shinning light

And maybe deaths knell
comes too soon
And maybe you'll miss me
If there's room

Without me there

I've messed up so often
The wedge I drove is cold
The sweats and the shivers
Of a dry drunk growing old

I could count on one hand
All the good that I have done
Before the liquor
****** this silver tongue

And its not for me to say
That what I've been doing is okay
And I know its not my place
To tell you to go or beg you to stay

With out me here

Kiss sweetly the air
And to the few good memories
I never let you down
If you forget the drunken me

Kiss sweetly the air
And to the few good memories
Of loves loss
And new beginnings

Without me there

And its not for me to say
That what I've been doing is okay
And I know its not my place
To tell you to go or beg you to stay

With out me here
Written by
Charles KC Aiken  37/M/Lehi, UT
(37/M/Lehi, UT)   
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