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sitting in this hall
full of various old people
in various colors
mostly pastels and browns
screaming bingo
followed by an
'ah, hell.' and a 'hold your cards'
a bingo has been called
but they're still all old.
i felt like a fawn
alone in the bar
the only person not pouring liquor down my
throat
the only one not looking to
hook up
but happy with the offers and ambiance of it all
help me get through this
mess of a relationship
help me from grabbing his neck with my
dainty hands and squeezing
until i just cant squeeze no more
help me help me help me
12pm acceptabble time to drink
before you left i was hurting,
now i feel a jolt of pain thinking of you gone
its a sharp jolt through my veins
followed my a cool tingling sensation of relief
followed once again by a jolt of hurt that
warms and stings and settles in my gut
broken glass in my stomache
sandpaper on skin