The Illusion
I remember daysWhen I knew
Everything
You know
The days
When I was so
Invincible.
And I forgot
That I was
Only human
For a time
When I was lost
And not my own
I had a boss
Who's made of whiskey.
Sometimes
I do miss
My old friend
But the lies
Just never end
With him
You know
It's funny
What we find
Behind
The bottle.
8-19-09
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