I cease to exist till you are intoxicated
Then lip smacking liquor leaves it flavour;
Bruised in black and blue I lie in a pile
Contemplating the events of the day.
Soon the chirps announce a new day
I pick up the threads of my life;
Scrubbing out best the memories of the night
With a plastic smile I face the day.
@Binita Jha
Then lip smacking liquor leaves it flavour;
Bruised in black and blue I lie in a pile
Contemplating the events of the day.
Soon the chirps announce a new day
I pick up the threads of my life;
Scrubbing out best the memories of the night
With a plastic smile I face the day.
@Binita Jha
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