Pale eyes, faded dreams
Torn denim, leathery pleas
Cardboard fortunes, penniless wishes
Disgusted smiles, feigned kindness
The stench we refuse to acknowledge, our own selfishness
Impoverished minds
Her whiskey eyes tell all.
Her whiskey eyes tell all.
Pale eyes, faded dreams
Torn denim, leathery pleas
Cardboard fortunes, penniless wishes
Disgusted smiles, feigned kindness
The stench we refuse to acknowledge, our own selfishness
Whiskey Tales and Spells 
Well said.
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Thank you, Jared.
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Beautifully penned!
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Thank you!
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Are these birds, in the first picture? wow, that’s a great mural!
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Yes, they are birds – look almost like doves. I love downtown murals!!
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They also almost look like chipped painting!
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LOVE!!!
❤
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