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Mar 2023
Glass half full don't mean **** when you're drinking
It's half a glass of numbing agent that eases the pain of your leaving
I think I've knocked back hundreds of those memories, ever fleeting
I'll leave the bar, glass on the counter, empty and always waiting
Written by
colinmelanson
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