Cheap Whisky…

Doppelgänger, Oh! Doppelgänger

Drunken don’t frighten my lover, for she knows not of your stench

And not of your intentions

I want to paint your slurs on these walls for they cannot speak for themselves

Yet not to argue

And to lace her with white in my hands, holding as tight as any lover could

Doppelganger, Oh, Doppelganger if there is anything you can do

Pull me from the floor

… to be continued

Joshua Tool – 02/08/2010

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