~Not a Rhyme~
its taste bitter
but sweet
so strong
but some work
calms my soul
and saves my breath
as it slowly slides
through my throat
the smell not such a delight
but oh the taste!
and its magic!
the way it heals
the way it calms;
the way things disappear
i cant let it go
the taste it hurts
its like a drug
but i cant stop
i want more
i pour a glass
dont care take my magic
i need it
it helps clear this mind that is going crazy
poem by WaitingFor SomethingNew
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