Bottled Up FeelingsA Poem by Jesse Artimtio QuinonesOne More Drink And I Go Home, S**t The Truth Is I Don't Have A Home To Go To, The Bottom of This Bottle Is What I Just Need, Well, I Can't Swin At The Bottom Because I Drank Up The Bottle, Time Just Seems To Go On And On, On And On, Life Inside A Bottle All Alone, All Alone, I'm Not Just A Man With These Broken Dreams, Whats Life Inside A Bottle If Its Gone? All Alone? I Need Someone To Hold Me, Hold Me Like No Other..... Why Do I Bottle My Feelings? The Weather Is So Hot, The End Is Coming Closer, I Gave All My Hope Up, Is There Any Left For Me? We Can Walk A Million Miles, And Just End Up At The Sea, And Our Lung Just Keep Filling, And Lying When We Breathe, The World Is Filled With Liars, I Look At Everybody, Its Fine, But This Feeling, Its Blue Like The Sky, I See All This Meaning, I Reach To God And Ask If Im Dreaming, I'm Sorry I Don't Have Those Things Your Needing, And Darling Kiss Me I Need You Because I'm Leaving. ~Jesse Artimio © 2012 Jesse Artimtio QuinonesAuthor's Note
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Added on April 3, 2012 Last Updated on April 3, 2012 AuthorJesse Artimtio QuinonesNewport news, VAAboutIm A Good Writer Not The Greatest Though But Im Cool,Funny,Weird,And Different From Most Other Men I'm Not A Womenizer To Pull The Ladies But Im Not Gay Don't Get The Wrong Idea Lmfao Im Straight lol! more..Writing
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