Drinking Partners.
I have too few
Drinking partners
They never talk about,
Their dreams n`sorrows.
Only blatantly, blatant tomorrows.
We never seem to find,
Time to even drink.
An hour and a half,
If your lucky.
Scratched, between nowhere, to and fro
Goodbye, I`m as tired of
This,
As my boring drinking partners.
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