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Drunken Poets Society
Just tell me:how far away can 'far away' be? Cause last night I felt my own heart beating and it scared the shit out of me. Maybe a drunken poet will never go out of style when life becomes just waiting after a while.
Am I right, John? If so, please let me know. Cause tonight I can't think of any place to go. Just a few wise words, it would be so kind. With which I can leave a lifetime behind.
Fingernails and dust just make a lousy meal – I guess I'll count those bruises that I never want to heal. We smashed the hourglass, now we're drowning in sand – and everyone's too busy to lend a helping hand. Do I kill time or does time kill me? Tell me: how far away can 'far away' be?
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