Double Shot

Double Shot

A Poem by ANNA
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I love writing up a quick poem.

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My life is a double shot of Jack

The lights stay on but I feel dark

Mindless guys charm their way towards me but it doesn't phase me

With no intention, no permission, beckoning my soul to come forth    

My life isn't sketched with a steady hand

This poem doesn't even need a title

You can play me like an old record

But my voice will never die cheap

Beating, so loud, angels weep

My life is a lost child in the crowd

Screaming for someone to claim it  

So lets cheers to a New Year of heart breaks, toast to what we can’t have

I stopped to find my inner peace

But became unbroken by facts of…

My life



© 2014 ANNA



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that was created really well, touching poem. I really liked the lines given below,
This poem doesn't even need a title
You can play me like an old record
But my voice will never die cheap
Beating, so loud, angels weep
Keep it up, nice work.
Have a good time writing.
armin. ..

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I liked this!my life is a double shot of co-co-puffs with the chocolaty milk spilling down my chin and the cartoon of my life rolls on an endless reel..:)

Posted 2 Years Ago


that was created really well, touching poem. I really liked the lines given below,
This poem doesn't even need a title
You can play me like an old record
But my voice will never die cheap
Beating, so loud, angels weep
Keep it up, nice work.
Have a good time writing.
armin. ..

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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ANNA
ANNA

Phoenix , AZ



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I am 28 and love to write. I have been writing for a long time but there is always room for more. I thank everyone that reads my poetry. You truly never know how good something could be until people s.. more..

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