I daily drink or smoke myself to sleep;
I cannot stop the thoughts of you and I:
The time when we've fell way; oh, way too deep,
The time when we should not have said goodbye!
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This was nicely executed about love lost and the disillusion of love. Well done Danny!
Nice to see poetic craft in action, Danny. Nothing burns like an old flame.
you can say that again, thanks.