Dec 2014
My glass is empty,
my heart is full.
I drink away the feelings that conquer all.
The spirits inside burn
my soul,
and soak the thoughts
of how I fall.
my heart is full.
I drink away the feelings that conquer all.
The spirits inside burn
my soul,
and soak the thoughts
of how I fall.
I wrote this one night whilst intoxicated; thinking about you. I noticed the emptiness of my glass and the fullness of my heart. And how the more I drank; the more I felt. So empty yet so full, of confusion and doubt.
(Moon)
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