Friday, November 20, 2009

The Glass Coffin

Drinking does strange things to people.

The Glass Coffin

There is no fountain of youth
But you're so damn thirsty
To quench a desire
Of failed maturation

Open your mouth
And take in the warm liquid
That slowly kills your youthful lusts
And destroys your ability to taste feeling

Your glass is half nothing
And your pitcher is never-ending
So forgive yourself quickly
For drowning yourself in sorrow

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