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Frailt

Slight imperfections of
A faded soul
Once strong and fruitful 
Now barely whole
Winsome dreams of 
A better life
Less bittersweet of
Stress and strife
Physical adversity 
And brain not there
Pondering survival 
Not thinking clear
Tilt back the bottle
Drowning the pain
Whisky works briefly 
As sun turns to rain

Copyright © | Year Posted 2024




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Date: 3/13/2024 6:08:00 PM
Who needs whiskey to achieve such a state? I'm there; I just grew old overnight, seemingly. Cheers, Gershon
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Kelli White
Date: 3/19/2024 9:27:00 AM
lol thank you GW, Kelli
Date: 3/13/2024 5:45:00 PM
shucks...such this disrupt :/
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Kelli White
Date: 3/19/2024 9:27:00 AM
Thank you JP, Kelli
Date: 3/12/2024 1:14:00 PM
Deep and emotive.. I hope you are not feeling like this..
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Kelli White
Date: 3/12/2024 5:30:00 PM
No so it is about my brother, unfortunately he is a sad lost soul, Kelli

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