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Whiskey talks
In my dreams we are
writing poems about October
And drinking coffee
In my dream, we were on the moon
And I had you close to me
That I could smell your cologne
Can I stay here forever
and forget about the world
Where you were drinking
Suffering
and kissing other women
I hate whiskey
cause that made you leave me
But I am on my fifth glass
and would like more
In this bar, our song is playing
and mocking me
for the mess I am
I love you
I love you
I love you
But you don't
And
You will never try to love me,
All I needed was your love

© angeldorothy