Good morning to freedom,
I shouldn't say that,
even though love is tougher than love,
I think you've had enough,
Is what the bartender said,
As the rum rushed up to my head,
can't say I haven't felt the same,
I just feel unaccomplished,
seeing your face with another name,
on your lips,
it won't feel the same,
I knew this day would come,
but be more than you ever were,
I'm happy for you,
that's why I'm in the bar drinking,
keeping my head down as I'm thinking,
about the gun back home,
and blinking,
about unloading it on the crowd,
and screaming,
then leaving the last shot for myself,
cause maybe if I'm dead,
you'll be out of my head,
goodnight.
©weareizzy
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