Sadness sits like an empty bottle. A falling bottle that tumbles away from my failing hand. Bottles fall like dominoes before my want. A want greater than any need. Even as my hand fails to succeed, still there is the need. Still there is the want. I have drowned your memory in endless alcohol. Piling […]
Empty — HarsH ReaLiTy
About taurusingemini
All I have to say, I've already said it, and, let's just say, that I'm someone who's ENDURED through a TON of losses in my life, and I still made it to the very top of MY game here, TADA!!!
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