hangover
By maeve
Mon, 09 Nov 2009
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Clichéd waste on a spattered battered street
And my head is bulbed bruised and spun
Clumsy unreal fun it was.
Killing sun is climbing into eye sockets like sprayed acid
Attack attack. Whacked out and shaking
Dizzied soaring sunk. I took that plunge
And drowned sorrow in blood
Flooded my face with flush
Stumbled step stop propped up on top
Of the bar.
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i've had nights like that ,
Permalink Submitted by richielee70 on
i've had nights like that , lol
roger higginbottom
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