Drink Me Poem by Ryan Farrell
Drink Me
Altered course in moments of time
Looking but can't see
What's wrong am I blind?
I couldn't see if I wanted to.
That's the insanity of the perplexed problem.
Soluble solution that I can't digest.
Obscured tastes of what it was like what happened and what it's like now!
You'd think by now the obsession would have been removed.
I have not forgotten..........
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