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Tag: Old

  • The USS Towers: A Sailor’s Lament

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    M.Hatter
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    There she is, Rusting under the fucking waves,Our eternal mistress sleeps,steel heart still. We’re topside now,but her ghost still raves,In the depths where our memories chill. Her engines’ dirty growl echoes in my head,stale AC’s sour breath,salt on my tongue. Our small destroyer,pitching, we bled, Puking our guts out, God, how we are wishing we…

  • Memory

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    M.Hatter
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    In a dark, smoky corner of a forgotten bar, Where the neon lights flicker like dying stars, I sit alone, with a drink in hand, A man whose life never went as planned. My fingers trace the rim of the glass, Each scratch a memory of a love that didn’t last, The stale air heavy…

  • Old

    Old

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    M.Hatter
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    Maybe I’m stupid, maybe too hardheaded , I don’t want to give up I’m old, parts of me starting to sag, gravity is a bitch, so they say. Who are “they” anyways? These days, the cold wind cuts through my clothes, I feel the icy touch in my bones. Theres no escaping the cruel reality, I’m…