There was nothing drunken bliss about it
It was just bliss
reliving something that died years ago
maybe were just push overs
maybe were just easy
lonely
horny
confused
scared
broken
I'm held together with super glue
you with duct tape
no wonder when we get together sticky things happen
the nakedness that follows, I will not be blamed for
just the bliss
...and maybe a few beers.
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