Bottom’s Up

You will drink to your health
I will drink to my death
Sipping on this potion of promise
That will heal these wounds of time
And free me from the clutches of consequence

Drink up for death is the sweetest drink of all
Drink to the bottom of the cup
Let it wash over your tongue
And fall to the pit of your stomach

You will feel sick
Your insides will burn
As the knife of death
Cuts the noose of life

Fall free from this curse
Free at last

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Comments
5 Responses to “Bottom’s Up”
  1. damn i need a drink…lol

  2. Black Rose says:

    hmmm… and here I was craving for something in the morning… perfect

  3. Mmmmm..Needs a drink now.
    I loved when u said, “I will drink to my death”

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