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This morning is not of sweet graces
No birds singing and no smiling faces
The aftermath of a sleepless night of torment
Waking up red-eyed with a gloomy intent
Crooked ways of this world quite choking
I can’t breathe, am like a frog by the river bed cloaking
All this manifolds of heartbreaks it’s time to appease
Stand on a stool and embrace death with a kiss
Pleasures I have known less, suffering I have known more
I hope there will be neither where am about to go 
Heaven and hell is the design of ancient ignorance
There is no one above or below looking at a glance
Rebukes and sermons have been wasted upon my ears
And did not change the way I behaved among my peers
Love is a talent very few i have met posses
But my one and only talent has been loneliness
Brought in this world a morning like this one
I cried, I crawled; walked and ran but now I am done
The journey has been long and needs not to be longer
The joy of my youth has been weak, in old age it can’t get stronger
Grey hair and wrinkled skin will not be my cup of tea
I won’t persevere more years of misery just to be free 
So, I make a toast to all the lack of meaning gone by
With a bottle of whisky I celebrate vanity before I die
Strong beverage to boost my spirits, as I stare death in the eye
Take it slow get drunk and high before on the ceiling I swing high
Am all alone as light pours the room and my mind pours memories
Flapping my diary, revisiting days of sadness and worries
Entries of dates upon dates that make no sense
The quality of life balanced against income and expense
As the whisky mixes with my blood for the last time
I feel a voice telling me to abandon this hideous crime
I drink and drink hoping the little voice will fade
For am looking forward to arrive promptly at death’s arcade
Before this morning passes so shall have been my life
Eternity looks now a care-free river, that I want to dive
The last shot of whisky drives me madly to fulfill my mission
There goes my life as i know it, no rhyme or reason
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