03-02-2019, 08:12 AM | #1 |
Lime Life
Join Date: Jan 2013
Posts: 16,801
Battle Record: 30-41
Accomplishments - Only Slightly Retarded
Champed - Lyric Olympics
- Summer Classic
Rep Power: 82986458 |
The Drunkard
Each day just rushes by, as it decays in a lush's eye
His fate changed, now he's got to make change - he's running dry Some would try to use a gun, but he isn't scum, just drunk and shy He begs for change, with a subtle sign claiming he's dumb and blind Above, the sky has come alive, and he hates that the sun can shine While he lays to waste, and craves the taste of some rum or wine And prays that love will find a way to save his troubled mind He waits for grace to display the rays that will break his sullen binds And the rage that he keeps encased, in case its slumber dies The drunkard spies his face in a puddle, grayed with sunken lines. He gets up, and sighs.
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He listens to voices inside of his mind
Explicit and poisonous violent crime. |
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