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One Glass Too Many

One glass too many|

Better yet one cup too empty|

Overflowing wine burst from the edge|

The taste is bittersweet|

The outcome is delusion in the sheets|

Mass confusion in the streets|

The outcome is a body shattered|

Broken bones scattered across the street|

Breathe with an infected lung|

From the vision's inability to see the road ahead|

Abstract images counteract the reality of the beast|

Comments

  1. I am so jealous. You are great at writing poetry! I really liked this one :)

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  2. Aww thank you, yeah I like how it came out as well. And don't worry I'm sure you can illustrate beautiful poetry. Just let ideas flow, they will come :)

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