Tag: word play
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Good Practice
My darling, I don’t even know what demons your drowning in your drinking, but it’s left me alone and thinking with such tragic sinking feelings, that I’m concealing from the world in my own bottles swirled with ink. My darling, The weather for tomorrow is a steady cast of showers that they say will birth […]
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Empty Bottle, Drowning Soul
The poison from your love would suck the venom from my heart and awaken my terribly tired, tourmented soul. And tonight when my blood becomes wine, and I’m Marilyn Merlot, I’ll call you, crying to bring me home.
NJT 