Under Your Influence

December 27, 2008
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Drink up your bottled sincerity quick
To feel its warm sensation on your throat,
Sloppily singing tales of better lives
To sober up your drunken state of bliss.
Like a perfume of truth, alcohol speaks-
But reality escapes all the same.
Tears of an embittered heart bubbling
From the depths of a champagne bottle
And twenty years lost to the factory.

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