Bottom Of The BottleA Poem by Poetic BeautyI wrote this for Poetry and Lyrical Challenge group.
One shot quickly becomes two.
Hoping to rid myself of you. Two turns quickly into three. Down the hatch goes number four, Burning like it hasn't before. Eyes blurred from the fire water. As the whiskey now disappears, In my mind, memories of you reappear. Seething heartache does return. Whiskey whisks me into a deep sleep. Where dreams of you silently creep. Is there no where to escape you? © 2010 Poetic BeautyAuthor's Note
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18 Reviews Added on July 1, 2010 Last Updated on July 3, 2010 AuthorPoetic Beautycorn country, ILAboutFirst off I'm on here to post my writing to have an outlet for my emotions. You will find a variety of poems. If you like take a moment and stroll through this poets mind. Secondly be kind to each .. more..Writing
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