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Summer Sip

a poem

By Mark lewis [bitwima]Published 4 years ago 1 min read
Summer Sip
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No pills, just empty bottles; thought he could be a man, but instead, he drowns his sorrows. Amitted to loneliness, he must confess to a life of tragedy brought on at an early age though as a man, the battle for custody raged, he had won. Responsibility began to turn him away from the life he loved of drinks and sex; he still indulges in the summer sip an occasional dip from a proper life devoid of strife, but what is next only time will tell, for he will always be trapped in his own personal hell.

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About the Creator

Mark lewis [bitwima]

I'm a published indie author from New Jersey who loves to read and write. I have a children's book called new friend found that was published in 2013 available in physical and ebook format find me on Twitter @bitwima

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