Goodbyes churn,
burning in my belly
Like the liquor I drank the night before
Your glances singe my cheeks,
Wounds lingering fresh, sharp stinging
Confessions of past sins
And I love you more than ever
With your arm around hers
And your words in my brain
I love you more than ever
Saturday, September 13, 2008
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