– dark brown liquor –

Dark brown liquor… what a

bitter taste… that

leaves me sprawled out on the

floor.

Joy comes quicker… and then

goes to waste… but

yet I still return for

more.

Dark brown liquor… what a

hated friend… with

all the childish games it

plays.

Pain turns sicker… then turns

well again… when

the last drop leaves, your burn

stays. Gotta

 

make a clean break, this truth I pray;

won’t come back ‘round here. See my

glass is empty; spirits tempts me –

sin is sincere.

 

 

D.J. Whisenant

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