Words on Empty Ears

Therapy Found At The End Of The Bottle

Sobriety doesn’t taste right to me.
My mind needs to take flight within me.
Myself needs to say goodbye to me.
My heart needs to be thrown into the sea.
All of that,
just to be free from the demons within me.

just writing

passages, poems, poetry, writing

Published by

Duc Nguyen

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HA!

March 17, 2016 at 4:36 pm

❤

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goodnightnina

March 17, 2016 at 4:37 pm

Now I want a drink. Damnit.

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1. wordsonemptyears
  
  March 17, 2016 at 4:39 pm
  
  Yum. Yum. Drinking is always good
  
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  1. goodnightnina
    
    March 23, 2016 at 12:51 pm
    
    I had one. Yuck
  2. wordsonemptyears
    
    March 23, 2016 at 1:23 pm
    
    Same, it’s gross! Yuck!
Sandi Staton

March 18, 2016 at 4:41 am

I enjoy your poetry.

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1. wordsonemptyears
  
  March 18, 2016 at 4:49 am
  
  Thanks for checking them out.
  
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  1. Sandi Staton
    
    March 18, 2016 at 4:50 am
    
    You are so welcome.
dreamyonion

September 4, 2016 at 6:48 pm

Lovely 😅😍😅😍

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