No. 246

My drink’s mixed, wow.
Feelings mixed now.
It’s black out
I’m blacked out.

Can’t think right
Got a cheap bride
I just might.
It just might

We kiss how?
She’s fixed vows.
She’s down south
Gotta re-route.

Call it love now.
I’m done now.
Too drawn out.
It’s dawn out…

It’s dawn out…

It’s dawn out.

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