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I lay awake most nights scrambling for the bottle. One more drink to ease the pain again the demons come to haunt me hit by hit they eat my brain. Until nothings left but a memory of a timeless love left behind like freezing rain. I pull out a picture but all I see is white for I scratched away your face in the yesteryear. Another soul left to scatter ashes in the boneyard of life another man searching for answers digging for gold in heaps of gravel. I sit and I wait for you to come again....
Posted on: Thu, 02 Oct 2014 05:51:47 +0000

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