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Jul 2010
there is a pain inside my head
but it's dull and
far away.
my sweat stinks of
whiskey and gin
and my mouth tastes like
mistakes made.

another night
a drunken vacation from
the shame.
you said you had a bad day
i was getting drunk
so you wanted
to do the same.

and for a night
the good ol days
weren't so far away
and we knew nothing of the ache
waiting for us in the morning.

that night
we were exactly who
we wanted to be
doing
exactly
what we wanted
to do.
there were no problems
no broken hearts
no debt
no death
in sight.

there was me
there was you
a night to stretch
and bottles to ****.
JR Weiss
Written by
JR Weiss  Whittier, CA
(Whittier, CA)   
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