Sun
You're the sun when it's rising
When it's at peak at the high noon
The sun when it's setting,
And the full evening moon.
And I'm drunk telling you
You're beautiful every single time.
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Metaphors of an Alcoholic
PoetryIt's because you consist of a lot of metaphors even the greatest poets can't write down. You don't deserve to be written down after all, only loved because you are a metaphor yourself. In love or broken, these metaphors are perfectly fueled by alcoh...
