Whisky in my beard, I drown
In glassfuls of rotten memories -
Keep them flowing now... tomorrow I'll break free.
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PoetryWhen you can't paint with colours, Paint with words; When you can paint with words, Do you really need the colours? Achievements: #11 in Poetry (23/9/26) #13 in Poetry (22/9/16) #14 in Poetry (28/7/16)
Not today
Whisky in my beard, I drown
In glassfuls of rotten memories -
Keep them flowing now... tomorrow I'll break free.