my brain burns with fiery liquor
my heart slurs like a drunk
but my hands shake with sobriety
and writer's block is pouring a corked bottle
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
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Şiirfor short stories, poems, or other ideas that have gotten away from me. [#127 poetry, #258 short story]
p: liquor
my brain burns with fiery liquor
my heart slurs like a drunk
but my hands shake with sobriety
and writer's block is pouring a corked bottle
