Saturday, December 28, 2013

A Bottle Full of Evil.


A Bottle Full of Evil.

____________________

Heartbreak never broke
so much of him as this.
Just as Daylight never ceased
so much as now.

To think one could become
dependent on a Kiss!
(even if it be upon The Brow.)

She left without a single parting
word.

Packed her bags and headed
for the door.

And took with Her the best
thing in his Universe.
(with  a poorly written note left
on the floor.)
______________

There is honesty in Whiskey
one scarcely experiences in
People.

But it brings the Devil out
and sharpens Misery.

His last resort...a Bottle full
of Evil!

(and a head full of True
Loves Dying Screams.)

______________

Heartbreak never broke so
much of him as this.

Just as darkness in his Head
leaves seldom now.

To think, The things we sacrifice
for a kiss.

(even if it be upon the Brow.)

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