Maybe between sips of sour alcohol I'll find you,
Hiding away in our bedroom,
And then I'll be happy again.
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Painful Truths
PoetryLife asked Death, "Why do people love me but hate you?" and Death replied, "Because you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth." (completed) Well. Poems, if you could call them that. Just rambled and rushed night time thoughts. Some of these a...
Find You
Maybe between sips of sour alcohol I'll find you,
Hiding away in our bedroom,
And then I'll be happy again.
