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Wasted
kripto

I feel a pounding in my head
 1
a feeling of regret
 2
I drank too much, too fast
 3
and now I'm feeling dead
 4
 
 
In a club the sound is high
 5
and the ache is getting stronger
 6
I need to lay my head to rest
 7
Allow my body stillness
 8
 
 
and all a sudden a rush of pain
 9
brings me down to my knees
 10
dancing, in the past, future still so bleak
 11
but the present brings troublesome and worries to the brain
 12
 
 
only thoughts I have are those of sympathy
 13
towards my self for i am hurt and am to work at 7
 14
and it now being 2 am, I know my mind will not have rest
 15
for 5 o clock is when I wake, and that is when i wish to take another crack at sleeping tight
 16
 
 
water splashing, wasted face
 17
as I make it on the train
 18
take the journey finished through
 19
just to vomit all my dues
 20
 
 
serenity postponed by wretched head ache still
 21
Death for one and hell is still
 22
frozen flames of vivid blue
 23
surrounding me, forever,  
 24
untill the flames go out
 25

23 Sep 14


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