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Darkness abounds in my heartfelt sorrow where she left me stripped of pride a battered crippled soul who aimlessly wanders in darker realms of blue I continually drown in tears of anguish for being such a fool she used to fill her lonely need and led me to this room of scattered light where I dance with shadows in my mind that haunt me my pain is captured in my swollen eyes as I stumble through one bottle after another of warm whiskey becoming an image of self-pity wanting to die from this curse that came from her cold black eyes that burned my wormy flesh now being eaten by maggots of regret leaving a parched skeleton crumbling in the grave of my heart a vanquished soul whose love was stolen by words believed from her hungry words of desire leaving me a torn and tattered lonely drunk
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2024
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