Winter of Alaska

June 23, 2009
By Ben Wexler BRONZE, New York, New York
Ben Wexler BRONZE, New York, New York
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Traveling on a train
Wanting to wash away stains
Stains of pain
That can't be washed by rain
Maybe by brew

So buy some brew
Drink it up
Drunk enough to call some s***
Not for love
Just for pleasure
Continually dig for a silly treasure
That doesn't exist outside the mind
Yet convinced of tomorrow and its shine

But winter of Alaska
They'll be no sun
So go head home
You're done

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This article has 2 comments.

wlzev said...
on Jul. 10 2009 at 3:29 am
Cool. Dark and scarey. Help

on Jul. 10 2009 at 3:28 am
Eloquently beautiful, and insightful. perhaps Proactively...

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