he missed her
like a last cigarette
and
a shot of whiskey
but when he woke
the next morning
with a pounding head
and the cold sweats
he remembered
why she was gone
seems old memories
look better
cast in amber
and a haze of smoke
he missed her
like a last cigarette
and
a shot of whiskey
but when he woke
the next morning
with a pounding head
and the cold sweats
he remembered
why she was gone
seems old memories
look better
cast in amber
and a haze of smoke
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