It's 10:30
In the morning
And I'm drinking rum
Straight from the bottle
It doesn't burn at all
But it's a little early
To try and forget you
YOU ARE READING
To you, from me
PoetryPoetry I wrote when you were on my mind and when it hurt to be alive. I'll love you always. From, me
10:30
It's 10:30
In the morning
And I'm drinking rum
Straight from the bottle
It doesn't burn at all
But it's a little early
To try and forget you
