Open Poetry #24 |
The Devil |
Ada'doLisdo'ti Member
since 2002-12-10
Posts 123California |
The feeling drains my ambition, the devil takes my hand. I no longer look or listen, As he leads to another land. One more shot, He whispers in my ear. She’ll be forgot, Just one more beer. I sit here despair filled, The devil makes sure I have drink. I watch as joy is killed, Mind to drunk to think. He whispers in my ear, One more shot. She’ll be forgot, Just one more beer. In time the young me gone, Replaced by a drunk fool. Still here drinking alone, Same bar same stool. He whispers in my ear, One more shot. She’ll be forgot, Just one more beer. Even after the last shot. I know now she’ll still be here, I know she’ll not be forgot. Even after the very last beer. But still..... He whispers in my ear, One more shot. She’ll be forgot, Just one more beer. Of all I've lost; I miss my innocence the most. |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Ah, sometimes, nothing can numb those feelings. Hugs, Pat ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
sad to be so hopelessly hooked, i know, when even the beer wont do the trick |
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