I want to drink,
But enjoy the hangover.
I want to laugh,
But enjoy the aftermath.
I want to live,
But enjoy my death.
But enjoy the hangover.
I want to laugh,
But enjoy the aftermath.
I want to live,
But enjoy my death.
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A delinquent series of meticulous poetics for the malnourished seeker.
About Me
- Brian Looney
- Albuquerque, New Mexico, United States
- Hello all. If you accidentally made it to my page and stay, I'll salute you. If you deliberately made it to my page, I'll hug you. Leave me a comment and I'll kiss you. Leave me a positive comment and I'll make your day. Feel free to email.
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- I Want
- Poetry is Dead
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