it seems that all my poems are about booze, bad women and the loneliness they bring, i wish i could write a love poem, sappy and sweet, with pretty flowers and a happy ending after all, but of those things, i do not know. my beauty lies in the truth of my words, my heart is on the paper,bleeding, staring up at you, i guess this is the best i could do for you, you have all of me now, in the palm of your hand, please don't throw me in the trash.
Reason for writing:
i apologize i'm not real pleased with this one..sorry
Birth sign: Libra
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