Saturday, May 25, 2013

Nostalgia by Prolifik

Swirling, Swirling, Swirling,
mimicking the liquid I so recently
poured down my oesophagus
I let myself fall to the floor.....

I Stare at the stars in the sky
before I begin to cry ...
thinking of the days when I
went to bars for the whores

Now I avoid bars because of them ...

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