you want to put me on your lips
you want to hold me in your hands
you want me to give you that feeling
that feeling you used to get so easily
that feeling that now takes all night
how much of me will it take this time?
how will i make you feel?
i am what you want...
so lick your lips
take a shot on me
kiss my long neck
and sit back, and breath
i am your goal
i am what you need
what you crave
i am your pray
yet some how in the end
i will make you sick
i will hurt your body
i will tell your friends
what you really think
about them
i will make you make
some of the worse
choses you have every made
even though i am what it
takes to feel normal
i will get you to fall down stairs
i will get you to kiss the ugly girl
i will get you to start fights you
can't win even with yourself
i will make you beat
yourself up
who really is the pray?
i will get you to jump
Author notes
if you didn't figure out what i was talking about it was drinking.
you want it, so you hunt it down, even though in the long run it
gets you!
kill or be kill....
kill or be drank..
A contest entry
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Comments
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lol interesting take, on this contest prompt, i think you did a great job here, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest
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can be seen in two perspectives. One is from the view of the alcohol in a drink, but the other can be the personality of a person. Someone who is very blunt about things and tells it how it is. Kinda like me at work.
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