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May 29, 2023

False Tears

By George Gad Economou

False Tears

empty nights of hurting for the
wrong reasons, the wrong persons; drinking grounded
me, reminded me for whom I should shed tears, from whom I
oughtta run the fuck away. crepuscular nights in a tiny
apartment, engirdled by a sea of empty
bottles, nothing but the silent street running down
the window and the booze flowing in my bloodstream. those were the
nights, those were the days of happiness even though I was too
blind to see.

Article © George Gad Economou. All rights reserved.
Published on 2023-05-01
Image(s) are public domain.
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