Realizations in the Early Morning
by Sir A. Longshanks
 

It all comes together in molasses and malt
Alcohol cures alcohol
I am laughing myself fit for the army
Where the fuck are we running?
The second time I did it I knew it was for me
Bless you
Grazie
This is evidence of time passing
I wonder
How long has it been?
Everything is a déjà vu
I am scared of this moment
I need some sort of proof that it’s real
The first time I did it was even better
Cause then I didn’t know it wasn’t real

 


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