The tingling flavor on my tongue Tastes so bitter sweet It burns its way on down my throat With such intensive heat. The torment fades and all's begun False feelings take their place Hate moves deep throughout my veins Fear fades away with grace. Happiness fulfills my heart As I stumble to the floor Stupidity then takes its shape And I begin to drink some more. Blackness fills my mind from there For my mind can not recall Darkness seems to take its form As good times turn and fall
Reason for writing:
For all the dreadful temptations of my life...
...this one's for you.
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