Poem -

Bust Every Bottle

Bust Every Bottle

Faithful lies
Fall like lightning from the sky
She sees an anger
Burn from inside your eyes

You hit her for
The very last time
Police sirens blair
For your damn crime
You'll be locked away
And she'll be fine

She doesn't know who you are,
Because you're not the man
She once knew
This is what happens when
Alcohol affects you

Bust every bottle
Poor it all into evidence
Every drop, every scar
Vapors in the future
You'll never see a tear
Coming from her

A daughter from a
Heartless father
Nothing can
Compare to that

Once she leaves
She doesn't look back

Bust every bottle
Poor it out onto the grass
Every drop, every pain
Gonna get over beer stains

She may not know who she is
But that doesn't mean
She won't get over this

Go and bust every bottle
Till it's all him a away
Bust everything
Till it fades away

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kay harris

Yes the pain you feel and the hurt she saw and felt, I know this so well. My friend if this is true, I'm so deeply sorry. I was the girl just like in your poem, This touched me because people can change and turn around from there mistakes, Don't let the pain keep you from happiness my friend. Show the world you are special despite our mistakes in life we can once again shine bright. Much love dear friend.

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