Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Alcoholic Mommy Comments

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Fragments of the world appear in a blur
Alcohol seeps out of every sweaty pore
Something screams, oh, its just my child
Pour another drink and swallow the bile
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Emily Myers
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Brian Jani 26 May 2014

Very nice poem, it reflects on reality

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