Transparent are these colourful
bottles of wine.
transparent are my glasses
which holds the wine and
transparent is my heart
which has seen many colour
of emotions and love which
hasn't touch my soul.
the more it touches my throat,
the more it increase my thirst.
heavily under the influence
of drunkenness with red eyes
and lost movement, i left
to come back again to loose
myself.
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