Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2015
C
I was blind
Cuz you took my eyes
Out of the fire
You bore my demise
Soulless passion
And empty bottles
Drink back the memories
Shaken or stirred
I'd take a tall glass of water
It is preferred
Lexie
Written by
Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
226
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems