wow your poems are simply amazing they really touch me but i love them maybe you should be a pro poet
Toy with my heart.
Don't think that I'll stop ya.
Its already soaked in
100 proof vodka.
No need to be hurt.
No need to resent.
When the alcohol content,
Is 50 percent
"Would I just fade away,
If you had an eraser?"
Another thought that I swallow,
Just like it were a chaser.
I can't stop the tears,
That I shed over you.
But their alcohol content
Is 3 point 2
I learned the hard way,
Love ain't as fun as it seems.
Now I'd rather chase vodka,
Instead of chasin' dreams.
No ones here, but this bottle.
So I gotta befriend it.
Call me an alcoholic,
Call me chemically dependant.
Think about you all day,
And I cant make it stop.
So I refill my shot glass,
Until the last drop.
The bottle is empty.
But I'm full of regret.
The memory's clouded
But I did not forget.
... Not Ever Again...
wow your poems are simply amazing they really touch me but i love them maybe you should be a pro poet
Wow!!!!!!! A very, very cool poem- made me smile and be sad at the same time...
I love the way you talk about this- it's sad, but has a little doze of optimism, a little doze of humour- a little doze of vodka. lol
I truly enjoyed reading this, I had never seen anything like this before- a very cool poem...
Yeah I could see myself being a "pro poet"... But wait... Whats a pro poet? I mean, whos a professional poet? I don't think the profession exsists does it? Unless you consider Hip-Hop artists. Yeah. I probably have a long way to go before Im a professional anything lol. But thanks for you vote of confidence... That really brightened my day.
Yeah, funny thing about it... I was extremely sober when I wrote it. (If I hadn't been it would have made NO sense lol. But, there was a bottle of vodka on the table. Where ever I can get the inspiration from, right?
... Not Ever Again...
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