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Bottle Shaped Love
Let this be my lesson and not who i am
A pint of blood in a rusty can
Bottle shaped love and a broken man
There is nothing of you in me
Write this on your gravestone and not in the stars
Cut up face and smashed up cars
I won't waste my life sitting in bars
There is nothing of you in me
When you live your life in your own little heaven, you end up in the ground
When I think of you I always look down
Fruitless promise with a sympathy cry
Shaking hand and a pitiful try
Pickled excuses and a heartfelt lie
There is nothing of you in me
Tell me in the morning and not when you're pissed
A hard life story with a vodka twist
You had a loving wife and four good kids
there is nothing of you in me
When you live your life in your own little heaven, you end up in the ground
When I think of you I always look down
"vodka twist"
I liked that line, it leaped from the screen - the survivors choose to avoid the bottle - our parents had it less hard than our grandparents. We got it easier and by easier I mean relatively speaking. So much to choose to avoid or leave alone. I learned from this write - lots. slc
I was thinking parent and the
I was thinking parent and the last line reassured it.
Its sad but yet I can relate to it.
Yeah its a poem that is more
Yeah its a poem that is more obvious about it's subject, i am sorry that you relate to it but glad also as we could quite easily have chosen a similar path
My mother was a rainbow
My father turned her grey
they loved me like a sky lantern
they watched me fly away