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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521267" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Comfort Of A Drunken Mind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lipstick on an empty glass<br>A Memory of a smile<br>In my time, don’t you know? <br>Young girls vied for my attention<br>Always posing, Heartbreaker to women was I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God, I will never see her smile again<br>Her voice silent to me<br>Inside I am a flower without rain<br>A musician without music<br>My love waits in a queue, <br>Full of fools, and whiskey bottles</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ahhh another drink<br>Yes tomorrow, will be better</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember her stare, <br>Sitting on that chair, <br>That damn chair.<br>Drink Darling? <br>My Blossom of the night, <br>A smooth talker me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I broke her dreams<br>Now Petals on a stormy sea<br>I remember her scent<br>Now washed away on the hurricanes breath<br>Called Whisky</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ahh another drink, she won’t leave me? <br>Damn that empty chair<br>To bed, the morning will bring her back</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bottle sleeps<br>And the sandman paints his illusions<br>Dreams invulnerable to reality<br>The glow of dawn, incinerates these imposters<br>Fabricated in the monsoon of a drowning brain</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cornflakes and Barley wine, a man’s breakfast<br>What now, a snifter I think and another thought? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love has left this empty chair<br>Where dreams and happiness dwelt<br>Where futures were planned<br>And where love flowed, intoxicating our lives.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still, the empty glass remains.<br>Ahh, another drink, and another illusion to comfort my soul</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bottle is my love now, <br>And the empty chair, my sentence.<br>That damned empty chair<br>Ahh did I tell you, once I was a heartbreaker? <br>Come Share a drink with me friend?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Steven+Cooke">Steven Cooke</a><div class=q>
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A Memory of a smile
In my time, don’t you know? 
Young girls vied for my attention
Always posing, Heartbreaker to women was I.

God, I will never see her smile again
Her voice silent to me
Inside I am a flower without ..."></div>
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