Cheers
I see your face through the bottom of my glass.
The liquor reminds me of a better time, place. My
monument to life thus far, a bottle full of hate,
an empty shot of love denied and vengeance in every
gulp. Whether I live or perish the thought, makes no marital matter
of me/you/us; as I've rarely prayed to any/or/neither/nor
either/or thee-dom for answers. Let it be known that
all is in our potential to circumnavigate the emo
ins/outs of our back to the future new starts, as I
will move light years to learn to live my next lives with
an all pure,
destined laden ,
giving, loving Heart.
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