Pour Me A Glass

Pour Me A Glass

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WpMetadataReadComplete Tue, Dec 30, 2014<5 mins
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Broken glass in the vein Children crying, not the same The war inside tore them apart Blood on the canvas, abstract art Rip my body from my soul It's like a curse I can't control Only for me to rearrange But I can never truly change So I bleed my pain There is little to gain A queen without reign Is like a horse that is lame No purpose under the surface Of this pale white skin Life is a race I can never win So pass the bottle, pour me some gin My only release is my desperate sin
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COMPLETED, next poetry collection coming soon This is a poetry collection that is both ever updating and ever changing. This collection of poetry isn't exactly traditional or ever a solid complete piece of prose, I am ever adding and changing and morphing them into something I feel is better or is more to what I feel suits the character or the emotion I wrote the poem to embody. That being said, this collection has some works alike the past one that I made a few years back that doesn't quite hold up to standard today. I have poems that I have remade and moved into this collection, so If you have come from the previous collection know that if you recognise the theme it's because of that. I created this intended as both a challenge to write some feelings into something productive as-well as to write some inspired works made for a character I made as I wrote the poem or for a event or piece of media I enjoyed. Nothing is ever solid or at least their perspective will change as I write the poem or rewrite it. Anyways enjoy, I try not to be too pretentious but I don't really care because again this is a vent piece of work.

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