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Poison Bottle – Poem By: Gary B

Old Liquor Bottle

Joy through the bottle,
did never I find.
I was locked in a prison within my own mind,
Darkness and fear
encircled my head,
better I thought that I should be dead.
But a light came upon me,
as I kneeled down to pray.
Now happy and sober,
I’ve been to this day.
Thank you Father.


This is a Poem created by a follower Gary B. Click Here to see it at poetry.com

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I am a father of 3 girls and 1 boy, I have 3 grandsons. I have a love for reading and writing.
I love fishing with my son, and I have a love for cats.

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