drunken loveA Poem by shwoodseyEvery one knows this scenario
Why does she love me,
she knows that im a mess, Loving me shes cursed, But with her love im blessed, happy when were sober, Drunken we shall part, Early morning stumble, Back to find our heart, never shall we argue, No more drunken fights, No more verbal hatred, no more lonely nights © 2015 shwoodsey |
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