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Beer.
Oh Beer.
I wish I didn't give you up.
It brought me some cheer to drink beer.
Its clear, however, that beer has given me this belly...
Beer... why must you be beer.
Soon,
Very soon,
I'll cheer with beer again
The crescent moon hangs over the night sky.
To reach.
To grab onto that sliver of light in the sky.
To watch the world below.
Slowly fading into the stars before starting anew.
What was once sacred is no more.
That bond we had was something special.
That bond is no more.
Love drove life... and without love what is there?
Is nothing sacred anymore?
Without hope, that what was once sacred is empty.
You had me jumping through hoops.
You had me.
You may think otherwise
but you really did have me.
Jumping through flaming hoops....
all for love.
Below the azure sky we wait.
We lay on verdant hills as we stare off into space.
We fill our imaginations with voices of a distant past.
Far below these clouds we dream.
A loud distant roar.
We yearn to scream.
Rumbling hearts.
Conflicted. Desire. Hope.
Our souls bellow out.
Exhale.
Deserve.
Sometimes I ask myself if I deserve you.
You who filled me with hope and life.
You who also sent me reeling to the darkest points of desolation.
Do I deserve you...
If not you... who is it that I deserve.
I wish solely for love.
I believe all deserve it.
Cigarette.
We inhale that which we know we will kill us.
Breath by breath we breathe the stress away.
Take a long sip and draw it into our lungs.
Exhale regret, comfort, and memories of you.
Etiquette.
We are expected to act accordingly; however, was it really always this way?
Remember a time when it was simpler.
When everything was without a care.
When etiquette was just how we cared.