Sober Love

by -A LOVE GONE COLD-   Oct 30, 2006


I smothered it,
to the point the room collapsed.
that sweet taste of vodka on your lips,
mesmerized me.

for the last time,
we'll feel love through that final bottle.
its finally my chance to feel those real flames those real romances.

but you exhaust me.
when you cant remember
how love feels at night,
you know we're mistaken.

bed ridden love,
every night.
fight it, exhale,
breath for once a REAL love.
now inhale,
that heart racing
worthless dream.

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