Tedious Poem by Mumu Da Poet

This is how I shrink my days,
In a bottle of capped vodka.
Maybe once my blood has turned Into alcohol I will call you.
Cause every drunkeness I feel makes me think about you.
If you'd ask why and what I think about you.
I'd probably say, I think of all the days we threw word like fist to each other.
How we were war yet found peace in our sheet..
I'd think of all the peace treaty we signed just for us to fight again the next day.
Believe me, once my blood turns alcohol I only see your face and my cravings of calling you are just as high as heaven is.
But that's how I shrink my days. In a bottle of capped vodka.
You brought light to me, yet I chose to turn my face from the only light I had no faced the dark.
I am in love with darkness, cause I hides all the tears I weep throughout the day.
And that caves in, and all the sounds of your foot steps
And all the dreams are just a bouquet of flowers
A bouque of thoughts
A song sang in unison by an untrained choir of ravens.
Maybe I miss you, I've just taught my self to dress the truth.
But tonight I swear I will sleep with you once again.
And I will wake up lonely as the shooting star.
Once you were my fish in the sky, and I a sadine that is lost in space.
Swimming in curves that caves in
Remember how I used to see my dead father on the sky.
His face drawn by stars, and I would ask you to trace his face onto mine
And yoy would say we are a match...
Like a D.N.A specialist you found particles of my dad's smile on my face.
And you said I was him in a heart beat.
Maybe I miss you.but this is how I shrink my days

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