Her
Tonight I am going on a bender
thinking of all the moments I bend her
its a whiskey moment with the bartender
I need it straight not a blender
or a chaser
my mind wants to chase her
I wish my mind had a eraser
so I could erase her
I knew she was a keeper
I lost her i could not keep her
I was a mistreater
I mistreat her
I am not a cheater
I would never cheat her
screw the shot give me a liter
I would never mislead her
I just want to be her lover
because I love her. -TA
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