Menthol memories | Write Out Loud

A shot of whiskey for the rain
A shot of whiskey for the pain
My efforts to stay insane
Let’s take one for the rain

Burning down another menthol smoke
Pulled from packs like dirty jokes
Learning that it’s all or broke
Flick away that butt and croak

All to be said was spoken
Between us in the end
But something brings back memories
Which I cannot defend, that sent me

To places gone,
How does one
Swim back up

Author: jeserje

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