Saturday, December 29, 2012

Last Call

the night wears on
your judgement fails
you panic and then you act

you approach someone
you hope to never see
other than lying on their back

as liquor flowed
your senses slowed
you became someone you are not

then the act is done
and you are the one
who deserves just what you got

a disease you dread
and how it spread
is now the life you own

you had to play
instead of walking away
and sleeping safe at home







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