Drift

And as I scream,
As I begin
Forgetting what I’m not,
I take a glance, I take a shot.
Through drunken times
And parallels,
Forgiving time
And selling dime,
I lost everything of mine.
The Gods forsaken,
Not awaken.
Silence fills my every pore
And I can’t stand the bore.

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