Monday, April 21, 2014

what i've learned

I took you
Into my eyes
Showed you inside
Without a letter
To say
But four
On the rocks

I am tired, tired
Of holding on
Through and through
Left alone to
And wait to sink

I will turn myself
To the wall
Throw a tantrum for
All to see and hear
With my abandoned hibitions
At the bottom of a glass


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