Well we sat at the kitchen table
Nervously eating toast
Feeling a little unstable
But both thouroughly engrossed
Until Someone Loses An Eye
What
happens
when the
laughter
stops
When
that
penny
finally
drops
When we
wake up
tomorrow
with a
raging
hangover
And that
stomach
churning
guilt
takes us
both over
(Originally Posted 20.01.2020)
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