Arizona Sweet Tea

Wackyheartache4

My favorite concoction surrounded my senses.

Now I find myself searching, climbing all fences.

If I get too close, my poison slips away.

She's always in Stock, but she's gone before I can pay.

I cry in the dark, where no one will answer me.

My sanity is slipping, 'cause I haven't been sipping my Arizona tea.

 

I can still taste her on my lips,

And smell the citrus scent.

There's been a total recall from my heart, who knows where she went.

Such a sad sweet melody,

Rattling of an empty can.

More than a customer, I was her number one fan.

I'm shaking and crying, withdrawing from thee.

Yeah, my sanity's slipping, I haven't been sipping my Arizona tea.

 

  • Author: Drewseph (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 25th, 2017 17:05
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 84
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