The Bottle

March 2, 2010
By Anonymous

If i had a full bottle.
I'd slam my foot hard on the throttle.
I'd DEVOUR every single one.
My mind racing, a loaded gun.
I know this anger to be a state of mind.
Something that will soon fall behind.
But never the less i sit and wonder
Of the glorious roaring thunder.
The sound of my mind choked of throttle.
After the last gulp from the bottle.

The author's comments:
Just anonymous expression.

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