**99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall**

Fri, 04/13/2018 - 04:06 -- Bunni98

Shedding light on flaws

Like street lights above our heads

We relish the rays but stay in the dark

 

We hide our mirrors

Because our eyes are too keen to see the hidden storms

 

We dont know where we wake

We stick to the walls

Filled with alcohol

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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