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A Drunk
By raspberry89
It's not you I want.
It's nothing anybody could understand.
I'm just searching for my man.
Searching and waiting, hopelessly dating.
I don't know if he's anywhere to be found.
Bamboozlers and impostors abound.
Anxious and tired, all my bullets now fired.
I give up, from now on i'll be in my cup.
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Copyright 2014 raspberry89
Published on Wednesday, July 9, 2014.
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"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
The cup can be fun but when you run out its such a chore to get more. Who knows maybe 'looking' is the problem. Great write.
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