Aftermath
aftermath
heaven or hell
depends on
the mood and
on the number
of double shots
that we had
last night
memories don't
seem to be there
when morning comes
or is it afternoon
afraid to look
at the clock
or in the mirror
head's pounding
got to go pee
damn I wish
this demon
would set me free
happy hour
ain't really
so happy is it
Copyright ©2018 Don Tyson
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