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This is just another poem, I hope you enjoy. |
| Maybe if I drink till I drop I'll fall back to the top Where I used to be So happy I can down each bottle one by one Waiting for the morning sun To finally put a stop To every last plot I do not wish to be dead But then is that better than being wed To the lies that will never stop So I will drink every last drop And when I come to I just hope it is me and you Left alone with one last bottle That we can drink till we drop |