The Morning After

by CRZY4ONE08   Mar 23, 2006


Life often hands you
Strange Bedfellows
as you rise from the
Drunken Stupor
of the Night before,
seeing things in
a New Light.
how should we
Look at these Nights?
with a
Dizzying Headache
and
Memories to Forget
or Dreams of
Pure Ecstasy
to Last a
Lifetime?

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