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Red bled the sun upon a dying day.
I was red across the dial – in denial –
Purple bags bemoaning alcoholics’ eyes –
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  • Sara Holzen (10/15/2012 10:28:00 AM)

    This poem was great on the perspective of an alcoholic!

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  • Louise Crielly (3/18/2012 5:39:00 AM)

    i reallyt enjoyed reading this

  • Richard McClellan (10/28/2011 2:23:00 PM)

    This poem gives a true picture of an alcoholic stare! ! !

  • JH Poetry (11/26/2010 9:38:00 AM)

    the detail in this piece is great, vivid description of alcohol effects

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