I'm quite drunk. I said to myself 'I'm going to finish that bottle of duty-free gin tonight', but that was before I checked how much gin was left. I've made my bed, leave me to lie.
I've had a bit of time to think
(And really quite a lot to drink)
And I've decided
I've confided
In myself
It would be best if you left
Other me
I don't care if you came before
Shake and shiver
And cry and quiver
Why don't you just fuck off?
You can recoil
All you want
It won't amount to a minute's worth
Of toil
On that front
You're a child
And must be purged
And must be purged
Get out, get out
You pile of rot
Within
Without
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