Bottle Caps Poem by Christian Connor Schwantes
Bottle Caps
Remember when it was simple
When everything only meant a little
I didn’t drink a lot
We never screamed and fought
I barely remember those times
Back in two thousand and five
Innocent to a fault
You were the pepper and I was the salt
But then in two thousand and five
I found what it took to survive
Monday, January 30, 2012
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