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The bottom of the bottle
You tried over & again to get me to understand how you felt.
Neglectfully, I did nothing as you cried in front me. So you kept crying hopin I’d change.
You tried so hard not to turn your back on me, as I forced you to do so.
Left alone cause of my pride I started to drink heavily & listened your favorite songs.
After three bottles, & about eight songs I started to understand through your choice of music what you were trying say to me.
In an inebriated state of mind, I realize the fool I’ve become. I made my pride my wife. & you were just a temporary feeling.
(Bottled up feelings)
Neglectfully, I did nothing as you cried in front me. So you kept crying hopin I’d change.
You tried so hard not to turn your back on me, as I forced you to do so.
Left alone cause of my pride I started to drink heavily & listened your favorite songs.
After three bottles, & about eight songs I started to understand through your choice of music what you were trying say to me.
In an inebriated state of mind, I realize the fool I’ve become. I made my pride my wife. & you were just a temporary feeling.
(Bottled up feelings)
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