Drunk
A drunk mind opens a sober heart I slur my love into the palms that handed me the bottle going on about distance and how your touch give me peace spilling tears with each sip expressing the wonders of our reality I'll never forget who I belong to while I'm stumbling through the door I will be stumbling into the arms of the man I have come so far with
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