Let Me Tell You Lover.
Let me tell you lover
It’s 3 AM and
I’m drunk
but I’ve had nothing to drink
No alcohol, no
none of that !@#$.
Let me tell you lover
It’s 3 AM and
this room’s moving
Circles like a racetrack
I’m not a fast driver and
I can’t keep up.
Let me tell you lover
It’s 3 AM and
there’s nobody here
A room, I’m all alone
The party must have ended and
I didn’t notice.
Let me tell you lover
It’s 3 AM and
man, did I $%&@ up
Just you, and me, and this headache
I’m not too good with speaking so
I hope you’ll read this.
Let me tell you lover
It’s 3 AM and
I’m tired
There’s tracks in my head
My brain ran
in too many circles.
Let me tell you lover
It’s 3 AM and
I’ve got nothing left to say.
I changed gears today, and wrote a poem. It's been a while since I've written any poetry, and I miss it. If you think poetry has no meaning, then don't bother commenting on this. It has more meaning than regular words could ever write. Yes, I know it censors. But I'm not about to get warned by filter evasion. Use your imagination, I'm sure you know what it says.
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