Bleed
One whip
Two whips
Three whips
Four whips
He lays on the floor with tears in his eyes
One hit
Two hits
three hits
Four hits
In the basement is where his almost lifeless body lies
One lie
Two lies
Three lies
four
His father welcomed death to the door
One tear
Two tears
Three tears more
His body is numb, he can take no more
One bottle
Two bottles
Three bottles
Four
His father stumbles out to his room
One blink
Two blinks
Three blinks
More
Until his body lies on the floor
Where he will no longer lay here soon.
This poem is about:
Our world
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