Never enough whiskey…
Never enough whiskey
3,000 mile away from you and I am so damn alone. I loved someone once and love wasn’t enough. Now the whiskey can’t make me forget her. I learn too late, love be gone, love will break your heart till we can’t breathe no-more.
Dancing Coyote
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you my friend.
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Rum doesn’t help either. Or tequila, for that matter. But I enjoy the warmth at least. Even if it is still me in the mirror. Thank you, John, as always for the great writing.
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You are right my friend. On a cold day or cold evening. Whiskey can warm the soul. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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