"I've asked people what am I to them."
I am an alcohol.
I am cold and plain outside but when you let me in, I can keep you warm all night, make your head spinning in ecstasy, and take you to bed even when it's still early.
I am strong and hard but I bet you're stronger and harder after a few shots with me. I am there for you when you need me–in celebrations and bad decisions.
You find temporary solace with my company and when the morning comes, you throw me up.
You thought you could handle me but when a hangover creeps in, you say without thinking that you're never drinking me again.
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POETRY THAT STAYS
PoezjaYou don't really love someone, not until they become the person behind of your poetries. When poetry speaks, it echoes through your soul, lingers in your heart, and dances in your dreams. And... it stays. I wrote poems enough for people to ask, "w...
