Monday, 8 May 2017

Sober

He laid passed out on the floor
Surrounded by naked bottles of liquor
Of varying heights and shapes
Staring at him in astonishment
All he wanted was to drown his problems
In an ocean of liquor
But they just stood by his side
Patiently waiting for him to be sober

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