I want to make you my new best friend just because I'm drunk
and what sweet selfish needs you'll meet at my brink
I want to put my drunken arm clumsy as it sinks
upon you to steady myself carelessly
Physically spiritually emotionally
I want you to be my everything now person
that you'd fulfill all my immature notions
Find humour in my awkward pokes
my loud humorless vulgar jokes
My repetitive unconscious fears and hopes
overflowing as the next drink descends
Take my open hand help me pretend
The real world really shines thus
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