Tempus Fugit

Monday, February 14, 2011

Intoxicated with You


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I tasted something awful
But I know it is familiar,
Reminiscent to broken dreams
And bitter tears,
Synonymous with 
Crazy celebrations
And first borns;
I figured out that 
I'm having a hang over
Because of too much alcohol,
Too little of you
I woke up with vodka 
In my stomach;
I woke up with you
In my heart.


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*Picture from benjaminmiguel

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