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Oct 22, 2009 20:01

well what is this that i have found?
a piece of my heart i thought i had given to you
must have been lying here for weeks
the blood stains have been dried by the sun.
all of the love i once had for you
has leaked out on the pavement,
spilling over other lost memories
you seemed to have also forgotten.

i used to sit and count all the ways i loved you so
but now all  can do is count what has gone wrong
could have been the wrong night,
the wrong drink,
the wrong words,
but for now all i can do is think about every wrong mixed
and how awful the end result tastes.

so, here i'll sit and drink my concoction of whatever the hell you've mixed for me,
whether it be sour, sweet, hard or easy to swallow
i'll take what i can get.
as long as i can get drunk enough
to drive you home.
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