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Oct 2014
Take 1...Β Β Blackout

I woke up
Naked
On the floor
Three empty wine bottles next to me
Where are my clothes?
Did I take them off?
Candles burn dim on the mantle
Cigarette butts in the ashtray, but not mine
My head spins in panic
No memory
Only props
Then I see it!
A full bottle, not yet opened
I reach for it
Bring it quickly to my lips, sip the sweet liquid as it warms my body and calms my mind
Still naked
Still confused
Who cares

Take 2.... rinse, repeat
GailForceWinds
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GailForceWinds  Montville, NJ
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