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First Drink:
Although theres life at this bar
Its beat is still
Dead,
Or close,
Or unfocused,
A moon behind the clouds,
A kiss with eyes closed,
Just enough to keep you searching.
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Addiction:
Once a lime tree
Looks likes an endless supply,
Of chaser,
You have a problem...
Or,
A short-term
Soultion.
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A buzz:
Mantaining you're alcohol content,
Is a metapshysical
Tight rope walk,
Fall one way you lose ur body,
The other,
Your mind.
Success:
The sweat of many
Always adds up to the
Triumph
Of few.....
.....About 80\20
Actually
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Disconnect:
If you're ever lost
In a
Lonely bar,
Put your finger tips together,
feel your own heart beat.
And Remember,
Even the wise die,
There is no rush to find yourself.
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Pennys for words:
Ive seen alot of people tip, but fewer
Say thank
You
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True beast:
A deciet drunk is hard to narrow
In on,
He blends with the patrons,
But few
Patrons,
Would take home a prostitute,
Or become one
Vll.
Tattoos:
Most people ware problems on
Their sleeve,
But more common,
Now,
People ware them in their skin
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Hindered beast:
Alcohol only brings out
The lonely animal
Inside the terrified,
socially self-restricted,
Human
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For you:
If there was a word
To define every kiss,
Id imprint a novel across your skin
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Poertry: two
Poems are puzzles for the heart
To decode into
Words,
That after enough time
Mean nothing again
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The Perfect Vessel:
People are like sponges,
They soak up,
The type of matter,
They are meant to conduct
Xll.
Sex:
A yawn
Is a slap from
A tired
Lover.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem