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Tonight’s bottoms up

Two glasses for me

When there’s no you

I drift away lonely


The red flows

And I float

Above my aching pain

Aware of emptiness


Alone in the dark

I curl inside myself

Not reaching out

No hug to anchor me


All it takes is one

A simple embrace

To make me whole again

Bigger than myself