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By: Gergely Hamar I'm a male
with
that
cold
and
dry humor;
I'm drinking &
still not thinking at

all! A full glass and an empty heart: a start

and an end. It's hard to pretend; I have

lost a friend. We mix our drinks
& we're spinnin' the wheels;
a brown eye blinks and
my heart truly feels.

But I'm never
goin' back
to that &
that is to
that! I'd
rather be
alone!! I
see great
'bubbles'
of white

lies; a grown-up man cries.

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