My morning coffee

Righteous JammerRighteous Jammer Posts: 509
Cup in hand
My eyes begin to think
Without a blink
My cup empties

My eyes begin to wonder
About last night
What happened?
Should I've,
taking that flight

Boy,
was I high as a kite.
It doesnt hurt.... when I bleed
but memories...they eat me
I've seen it all before,...
bring it on cause I'm no victim.
-Ghost
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