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Amber bliss

He drops his keys on the table.
I'm standing here unstable
He never glances my way
Walks to the kitchen fills his glass 
With rich liquid that will put his mind numb, relaxed 

He doesn't think there's anything wrong 
Sitting at his desk sipping away
Maybe he will see me if I sway my hips 
Take his cup take a sip, sit on his lap 
Maybe even suck his prick
I won't try he doesn't see me 

He lays in bed with his cup.
I lay here dead he doesn't give a fuck.

He sips his drink till it's done

Till he passes out to his dreams he shall succumb 
Walking up to him nice and slow pull off the sheets 
His pillows soaked from tears he shed what is going on in his head.. 
He won't wake but the tears r falling down his face like
he lost someone 
like he lost me.. 

I'm here you fool 
Can't you see that drink 
Is what takes you from me 

Your lost in your amber bliss 

When I'm standing here 
Not A ghost a figment 
But real alive just unnoticed 
From your eyes.. 
Written by Gg78
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