I LIKE TO GET DRUNK WITH MY FRIENDS
In
sacred moments of silence
I
peek into your eyes
Hoping
for some reason to keep living life
Fighting
this darkness,
I’m
afraid to be alone
Ignoring
any another of hope
I’ll
go get drunk with my friends.
It’ll
all be okay.
Someday
when you come to take me home.




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