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Bad Poetry In Under A Minute: Wasted Life by Ray Printer Friendly

You smiled sadly,

You said you were sorry,

And closed the door.

Forever.


Was my life over

Before then?

Or did your loss

Result in mine?


Plastic bottles,

A drunkís best friend,

Comfort in size,

Southern Comfort inside.


I canít see

What Iím hitting,

Through the tears

Or through the drunk.


Too sad

To contemplate

Why the barrel tastes

So salty.


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