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Around the corner
I give my heart,
filthy and alcohol infused.
I give my heart,
quivering and sickly damaged.
My feet stagger toward the noose,
my sordid soul deeply abused,
I give my heart.
filthy and alcohol infused.
I give my heart,
quivering and sickly damaged.
My feet stagger toward the noose,
my sordid soul deeply abused,
I give my heart.
Published 6th Oct 2015
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6th Oct 2015 3:39am
6th Oct 2015 5:33am
I'm glad you could pick up on that. At least now I know it works on some level. Thank you.
6th Oct 2015 2:10pm
Sorry, don't know all the technical stuff of poems
i feel a
a heart beat to the limit
swinging out clean on last heart string
i feel a
a heart beat to the limit
swinging out clean on last heart string
7th Oct 2015 2:43am
That's ok. Thanks for the read through and I think I know where you're going.
Anonymous
11th Oct 2015 6:52am
a Liquor store comes to [my] mind. . .a desire to be sober but some habits are just hard to break. . .in love, I'm to presume. . .Devlin.
11th Oct 2015 8:23pm
I like your ideas on liquor and being sober. It's very apt, if you look at it that way. Thank you so much.
Anonymous
- Edited 18th Oct 2015 2:09am
18th Oct 2015 2:06am
sadness and surrender so hauntingly beautiful, I love it.
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“I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise”
-- Shinji Moon
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“I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise”
-- Shinji Moon
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18th Oct 2015 6:37pm
Anonymous
3rd Dec 2015 5:39am
This froze me in a place stillness.
Humbly written
Humbly written
