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In the Crowd
Wine flows from the tongue like a river.
Rehab asked of, yet out of the question.
Not caring she qualifies as a nominee of lost potential.
As long as the predictable leopard-print dress clings to her,
As long as the party doesn't stop,
As long as she's laughing...
It's all good.
Rehab asked of, yet out of the question.
Not caring she qualifies as a nominee of lost potential.
As long as the predictable leopard-print dress clings to her,
As long as the party doesn't stop,
As long as she's laughing...
It's all good.
Published 22nd Jan 2013
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Anonymous
28th Jan 2013 10:20pm
Cool poem, R.
Sad tone, though...especially in line 2.
*Rehab asked of, yet out of the question
Please pen on, poet!
Thanks for sharing :-)
Cheers
Tidespotter
Sad tone, though...especially in line 2.
*Rehab asked of, yet out of the question
Please pen on, poet!
Thanks for sharing :-)
Cheers
Tidespotter
