I Dont Love You
a drink from the bottle
that held my youth
a clink in the glasses
a melded brew
on the brink of disaster
a welded chain hereafter
the staining ink and plaster
then held me like a master
all the cling and clatter
a belt that chokes no matter
what i bring as batter
a fling that just gets fatter
to me its all i see
and i feel bad to say
heaven i am sorry
but i lied.
i do not love you
Copyright © Charlie Murder | Year Posted 2013
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