words slurred
lights blurred
conversations overheard
inebriation is prefered
rythm offbeat
in the backseat
almost complete
let's be discreet
overexcited
late and uninvited
the wrongs I've righted
keep us united
floating around
every sound
is so profound
drink it down
fall to the ground
cold tile
real smile
we've got style
that'll last a while
a bit of cancer
is always the answer
this is a disaster
I don't know what I'm after
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i'm not sure if you meant this to be, but i found it a bit humorous. and true. the last stanza carried a ton of weight in truth. also interesting and relatable
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