yay! alcoholism! (I'm not really really sure if I'm being sarcastic)
raise your glass
and throw it away
we drink from the bottle
as the world fades away
a lost drunken soul returning
to his sacrificial funeral burning
flames of past and present pain
boil his flesh and blood and brain
he sits alone and zombiefied
trying to kill what already died
but he only fuels the fire
the green one simply flies higher
only to crash violently
so that he may pass out and awake silently
and start all over again
Poetry by Michael Dyst
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Written on 2007-11-25 at 19:42
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Back to the bottle
raise your glass
and throw it away
we drink from the bottle
as the world fades away
a lost drunken soul returning
to his sacrificial funeral burning
flames of past and present pain
boil his flesh and blood and brain
he sits alone and zombiefied
trying to kill what already died
but he only fuels the fire
the green one simply flies higher
only to crash violently
so that he may pass out and awake silently
and start all over again
Poetry by Michael Dyst
Read 563 times
Written on 2007-11-25 at 19:42
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