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Watermelon Moonshine
Watermelon Moonshine......
Fuck everything.
The hell with your lies.
And how you use to say you loved me.
You fucked with my mind.
Behind bars you never replied.
So this how I get by,
Writing songs and sippin on Watermelon Moonshine.....
It's been months since I've felt your touch.
I try to hold on but there ain't much.
I've been to war and that's better than this.
Fuck you, you heartless damn bitch.
Fuck how we met that night.
To the last time you yelled and tried to start a fight.
I tip this manson jar up to the moon light.
To forget all the you and I's
Barely just skimming by though life.
Watermelon Moonshine.....
Fuck everything.
The hell with your lies.
And how you use to say you loved me.
You fucked with my mind.
Behind bars you never replied.
So this how I get by,
Writing songs and sippin on Watermelon Moonshine.....
It's been months since I've felt your touch.
I try to hold on but there ain't much.
I've been to war and that's better than this.
Fuck you, you heartless damn bitch.
Fuck how we met that night.
To the last time you yelled and tried to start a fight.
I tip this manson jar up to the moon light.
To forget all the you and I's
Barely just skimming by though life.
Watermelon Moonshine.....
Published 30th Sep 2024
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9th Oct 2024 3:00am
The repetition of watermelon moonshine works really well.
I dig the anger too, although the “watermelon moonshine” softens it a bit.
Watermelon and anger don’t seem to go together so much for me, but I’m not behind bars. I guess if I was it would.
Excellent poem, poet.
I dig the anger too, although the “watermelon moonshine” softens it a bit.
Watermelon and anger don’t seem to go together so much for me, but I’m not behind bars. I guess if I was it would.
Excellent poem, poet.
