Empty bottles, empty dreams
Location
02860
United States
41° 52' 6.564" N, 71° 23' 18.15" W
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When day becomes night
What's wrong becomes right
Sin has no shame
All wounds loose their pain
The night of the wild
Their howls to the sky
Forgetting the day
an unreachable high
vision blurred
words slurred
struggling to stand
the life they have
is falling apart
in the bottles in their hands
This poem is about:
Our world