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So here i remain...
The bottle nearest the poison
Rarely open, always there
For if I open
I shall die
And if I leave
I'll die again
I shall open up
Only once in a while
So I can see
In closer view
The poison I fear
The poison I love
for even as fast as it may kill
Without it
I would still die...
More quickly
More painfully
With more despair
Than one man can handle
But I must
Always be there
For the poison
As strong as it may be
Is bound to spill
And I must help
To clean the mess
Even in death's embrace
I shall not quit
Until the poison
Is back in its place
In the bottle
Next to mine...
- Title: The bottle nearest the poison.
- Artist: anon army
- Description: well, when my gf broke up with me, she described herself as bittersweet poison, and i started writing this literally 30 seconds after she told me. (over the internet none-the-less)
- Date: 02/03/2009
- Tags: bottle nearest poison
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Comments (2 Comments)
- anon army - 02/04/2009
- NakedJack, don't call her that, I still like her so... (hence the poem >.> wink
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- NakedJack - 02/03/2009
- Sounds like your ex was an arrogant b***h
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