Shot of guilt

The glare of the neon

Hanging in stale air

The sounds of haunted yesterdays

I drowned my mistakes away

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Glares of a hundred eyes

Whispers on all their lips

Pity felt by the sober few

As I stumble towards the door

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Blurred memories of evenings past

Regrets long lived

Love beyond its expiration date

I long for you every day

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Whiskey memories

Vodka dreams

Swallowed transgressions

Guilt of heartbreak

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