duh.
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The High Load
Its a high load
dim, stylish and elegant
it whispers away
and brings you back to another time
The days seemed easy, not a worry to be had
Glad, you drink it in
every last drop
Only ice left
You poke at it
Nothing
a stir, a shake
still nothing
loaded.
Labels:
classy,
dark,
drinking,
high load,
indulgence,
mysterious,
new york,
poetry,
really loaded,
Steez
Jun 1, 2012
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