February 1 2011
Another immature attempt at poetry...
Another immature attempt at poetry...
Alcohol is bad
Says who?
How much do I care?
Mix it up
Take it neat
It’s divine
Red black or blue
Colours don’t matter
I just wanna get high!
I walk in a “straight line”
I say “I’m OK”
My eyes flutter
I see everything
I hear it all
But am drunk…Cheers!
3 comments:
ethana quarter da eruma?!
agree sakthi
Machi oru quarter solle
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