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World as pretend
How do you know if you exist,
the nuisance that ran to much just happened to be your lips
close your eyes,
imagine the sun rise
where in a distant land
a man like you watches as his son, dies
Feeling tipsy from that bottle again
"who gives a shit" you muttered
with just a little more gin,
you can think the world,
as pretend,
the nuisance that ran to much just happened to be your lips
close your eyes,
imagine the sun rise
where in a distant land
a man like you watches as his son, dies
Feeling tipsy from that bottle again
"who gives a shit" you muttered
with just a little more gin,
you can think the world,
as pretend,
Published 15th Jul 2012
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Anonymous
15th Jul 2012 8:42pm
Hmmmmm, so true Jadie.
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Strider :)
21st Jul 2012 8:54pm
Nikateen this is for real..i've been living in a bottle to block the world out..though i'm slowly climbing my way out and taking a look around..great poem..peace Crim
