In this dark hall
Drinking a bottle of alcohol
And all I can think is you
Why am I feeling blue?
This tatterdemalion life if mine
Would love to empty this bottle of wine
The next morning with headache
Same with my heartache
I just want to thank the spirit of wine
Because the darkness of the night fleed without noticing of this mind
-mggsalv
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