1,2,3, Wink.
4,5,6, Flirt.
1,2,3, Smirk.
4,5,6, Blink.
1,2,3, Drink.
4,5,6, Bleed.
Said you'd be there as long as I need,
But you flirt, smirk, then leave,
I close my eyes, get rid of the dream.
Bottles already in my hand,
Blade by my leg,
There goes the pain.
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Book of Poems
PoetryA book of poems written by me. Enjoy, and try to understand. I don't really know what to say about poems, uhm, yeah, sometimes, it helps.