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I drink this intoxication

To forget you

All the while,

Having your face imprinted into my mind.

I grab the bottle by the neck as soon as the bartender hands it over.
I don't bother with the glass.
I just want to forget her face,
her gentle smile
'till all I can remember of her
is a spasm in my heart
and a silhouette
I hardly know.



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