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Red Wine-poem

Updated on January 8, 2014

red wine tonight, I'm going to drink ,
his soul to drink ,
to red wine that will run my veins ,
when I drink I am not afraid of sadness ,
tonight I'll just drink ,
grief to hide ,
because while sweet wines I have not see her shadow ,
I'll be drunk and think about it ,
Tonight I call friends ,
I'll talk to them about everything that someone realizes
I will open my soul and everything that bothers me ,
I'll tell them my life story because it teaches
Some will laugh at me some taken seriously ,
Some would say he's drunk , and some will smear me ,
but the red wine I 'll tell them all ,
what ever it could not and I loved her ,
Now to talk to others ,
known and unknown people ,
telling them how much I love her ,
But now it's too late to fight ,
everything would have been different if I did not love myself in hiding ,
I was honest probably would not drink tonight ...

3 stars for 5


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      dragan 4 years ago from serbia

      tanks ryem :)

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      Ryem 4 years ago from Maryland

      I've had many nights like this red wine, raw honesty, and a ton of emotions that you just neeeeed to talk about. You described the feeling perfectly. This poem is great.