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The Diabeticxx Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 11:16 pm
I hear the moonbeams hit my window
In the dead of night
And what I want to hear
Just doesn’t sound right
But I’ve come to expect;
Expect the unexpected
And anticipate the happenings
As of late.
Right now
I don’t need a counselor or a friend
I just need a shot
Of love on the rocks
I know I should
Slow down
I’m drinking way to fast
This bottle won’t last
Much longer
And it’s getting harder
To breathe
I feel your words strike a nerve
Send me reeling in rewind
And there’s nothing I can do
I’m just drinking
To pass the time
(chorus)
I’m running out of time
And alcohol
I’m tripping and I’m stumbling
And you stand and watch me fall
I’m losing my grip
But I’m fine with it.
(chorus)
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 10:58 pm
Wow, I really like it! You used some great metaphors, and when I read it I can feel the rhythm.
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