The medicine man has failed yet again, to numb it
Soft kisses and warm embraces cannot erase the pain inside
The preacher's message is like a dagger in my heart
The best of my best sleeps an eternal sleep
The Merlot does the trick, but only for a moment
Each day is an act
I play a leading lady in a perfect world amongst perfect people
But when the sunsets, the masquerade of emotions
Overwhelms me
The Merlot does the trick, but only for a moment
The night knows my secrets, yes my deeds
When the moon lights the earth, my mourning begins
Deep, deep inside I yearn for a chance to salute her one last time
The reality of her eternal exit shatters any hope of a final goodbye
The Merlot does the trick, but only for the moment
The cord has been cut
I stand alone and prepare to face the dark cloud without her comfort
I fall alone without my devotee beside me
The vine cannot be trusted, however
The Merlot does the trick just for a moment
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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