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At the end of all the alcohol
The end of all the smiles and deluded beliefs I am happy
At the end of every Irish road I travel
I find you and the loss of you
Good thing no one is sober enough to tell the difference
Except Barry but we left him at home

 

 

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this will never be titled cause I am no longer drunk and in the moment when i wrote it so....

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©12 February 2012 - 8:32pm — running_with_rabbits
15 February 2012 - 10:49pm — SSmoothie
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A salted bunny?

Salt as in tear and a sault... And bunny cause next time run! Rabbits are eaten regularly in Europe... Just an uncomfortable thought I shouldn't have shared... Sorry love.

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."

16 February 2012 - 12:27am — running_with_rabbits
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:) ok a salted bunny is gonna

:) ok a salted bunny is gonna be a joke poem about assault now my dear :)
I <3 you

Much Love

Ashley

16 February 2012 - 12:42am — SSmoothie
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You made my day! :D

Right back at cha! <3 ;) a salted battered energizer bunny! ;)

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."