burning bourbon – D.e.e.L

each name represents a story
each attack just a means to a end
a victory nothing more than a capture

that single soft tongued tormented angel spoken a dozen times over twisted more and less each time you tell it i starve

i starve and i eat everything there is to know about you
like a book there are pages missing
i don’t even know where to start

so i capture that glimpse of you
remember it and say someday
a friend will mean something else
just not an enemy

bourbon burns
vodka is sick
rum too quick
but bourbon burns

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