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Where The Ocean Meets The Sky Beatrice Hayward	In hues of pinks and purples My bottles absorbed the dusk As neatly and tenderly I parted with each And said farewell to love...	Rate it (5.00 / 5 votes)
"SHE" Talia Williams	Bottles to the head, sex almost every...	Rate it (5.00 / 2 votes)
Before leaving I will repeat here one of my favourites. The Wee Shop by Robert Service. Doug Blair	And bon-bon bottles, many-hued and bright; Yet nothing half so radiant as their faces, Their eyes of...	Rate it (5.00 / 2 votes)
the tragedy of the leaves Charles Bukowski	woman was gone and the empty bottles like bled corpses surrounded me with their uselessness; the sun was still good, though, and...	Rate it (5.00 / 2 votes)
A Drunk no more, A Poet evermore gregg connolly	00,000 bottles of beer, 1000 fifths of whiskey, and 30 cigs a day I still walk upright, very lucky indeed,...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Amos 2: uplift and warning Douglas Blair	You push bottles At...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Black Corvette Paul Marauder	rattles and hums Tossing empty beer bottles onto the freeway while singing we’re The boys from the county hell I wear dirty shoes ...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Bottles of beer SWIFT	I like bottles of...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Bud Linda Strawley Skuce	I’d search for bottles in the summer sun, Because I could get two cents for each...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Dirty Realism Joe Strickland	The empty bottles, needles, and pills littered about the room The fridge is near empty, just a few scraps...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Film Festival Thomas Molitor	five-thousand dollar bottles of Cristal to a beachfront suite wherein a has-been screenwriter pitches a has-been script...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Footsteps in the river Heather Lydia Thornhill	in prisms of glass like lanterns and roll bottles into pebbles of passing...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
FOR LOVERS STATE Tammy Cioppa	Long Mountain Grocery is where I got bottles of Cola as a kid, For Lovers State is where I am from and always makes me proud to be...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Grandma's House, in Winter Morgan Neering	Pastel perfume bottles line pink walls every shade of nail polish found in the bathroom...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Lies Vitiana Takala	you are wasted away drinking whisky and bottles of alcohol rotting teeth and smelly skin that appears to be pale you would make yourself...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
love, drugs, and other things that escape from sobriety jayson liles	Croutons of the salad All others callid The bottles of the top shelf Longing to feel ourself Craving each others eyes Thrown by our own disguise...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Lynch mob complete version K.V Srikanth	Rest wanting piece of Action Takes the bottles Goes full throttle Breaking them on the head Bleeding profusely Begging for life To flee they...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Our House Christopher Morley	For wistful twilight melodies, And dusty bottles in a bin- All these for you to revel...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Robert Service: More than rough and tough Gold Rush. Doug Blair	And bon-bon bottles, many-hued and bright; Yet nothing half so radiant as their faces, Their eyes of...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
The Barroom Ballet Joe Strickland	The bartender observes The empty bottles, Reflecting fragmented lives, Shattered...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
The Dictator George Hodgson	Some hide from it in bottles others in the ponies But no one ever escape it’s apathetic...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
The Jumblies Edward Lear	And forty bottles of Ring-Bo-Ree, And no end of Stilton...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
The Waste Land T. S. Eliot	The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers, Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes, cigarette ends Or other testimony of...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Where The Ocean Meets The Sky Laina Gavriel	In hues of pinks and purples My bottles absorbed the dusk As I neatly and tenderly I parted with each And said farewell to love...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Cigarettes Emily McGinnes	Cars roar like untamed monsters of the night Bottles of gin, vodka and every other liquor subdues our background Edges grow fuzzy and my world...	Rate it (4.00 / 1 vote)