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I bought nostalgia a drink Realizing I was sober Never felt a feeling A feeling less than feeling nobler Without losing perspective Perceiving what I could Little less than nothing Worthless wet wood I am strung out Strung together run on sentence Ran through the old adages Like 'don't be a menace' Lucky Irish post penance You're like pulling teeth Sans dentist There's a mirror in the water The bathroom sink is ***** The conversations weak And the dialogue is wordy Granted that the guilt is stubborn Shared by you and shared by me Universal, lovely
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Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 12:18 AM UTC
St Patrick's Day
I bought nostalgia a drink Realizing I was sober Never felt a feeling A feeling less than feeling nobler Without losing perspective Perceiving what I could Little less than nothing Worthless wet wood I am strung out Strung together run on sentence Ran through the old adages Like 'don't be a menace' Lucky Irish post penance You're like pulling teeth Sans dentist There's a mirror in the water The bathroom sink is ***** The conversations weak And the dialogue is wordy Granted that the guilt is stubborn Shared by you and shared by me Universal, lovely
j-ames
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Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 12:18 AM UTC
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