

Drinking Soul revisedDrink is my ally and solitude my friend, Broke is the heart that seeps ale, It doesn't mend.Drinking Soul revised
I wander to the fridge hoping for it to lend, Indoors in a reclining chair pale, Drink is my ally and solitude my friend. Untwisting the bottle hoping for the last drop not to end, I know in life I have failed. It doesn't mend. I'm in a stupor but I can pretend, I have no way to say farewell. Drink is my ally and solitude my friend. I know I can't start all over again, My life is looking like a long time of setting bail, It doesn't mend. I want to see what could
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