A TALE OF GLASS WOULDN’T DODGE A TRAMP EGO

Glasses::huge one
where the liquor do not search for exit
and i can inhale intoxication
possibly a rare breathing that i inclined for
this way i can dodge a tramp ego
trespassed when i was feeding tender heart of mine

may be, Not a glasses of gigantic mouth
what if, it gulp the entire insobriety itself
for its own tale of non living breath
and a thwarted kiss to alluring lips
this way i cannot dodge a tramp ego
trespassed when i was feeding tender heart of mine

 

©2014 Aleashaa

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