Why not?

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Take a shot
How about two
You were never taught
The right thing to do

Take a hit
How about another
You don’t need to sit,
They’re not your mother.

Kiss that boy
That one too
You’ll be his toy
He’ll be your boo

Go to sleep
Innocence gone.
Someone took a peep
You were there pawn

Slowly awake
Look in the mirror
What did you take?
Wish you could remember clearer

Smeared makeup
Blurry vision
You’re breaking up
With impeccable precision





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