Drinking Away
Alone I sit
Wondering where
and why I live
Imprisoned by solace
alone I choke
drowning in blood
I wish to spill
Unwanted, withered, desolate
Dreams will never
see the day
Everything's fading
fading away
Bringing me back
to thoughts of death
making you pay
for this pain
Unwanted, withered, desolate
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