kayla fountain

The Drinking Game - Poem by kayla fountain

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the shakes gone
but the memory still lives on
the shame still not forgotten

This shot can kill me
not taking this shot will kill me
stuck in my own worse addictions
lost and can't find my way out of the darkness

lying in my bed reminds me of the days lying in your arms
craveing another death sentence
not shining my best colors
and all i do is play the drinking game

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 20, 2008

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