Sunday, 19 June 2011
Intoxicated
Intoxicated. My mind wanders from thought to thought. Intoxicated. I might think of you. Intoxicated. I might regret what I've done. Intoxicated. I might wish you'd look after me. Intoxicated. I am. Intoxicated. That's all it is. Intoxication. In the morning I'll be sober. In the morning I'll be sane.
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no regrets!
ReplyDeleteNever when I think clearly..
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