Coming home drunk again,
A life saved is wasting away,
By booze and what should've beens.
There is no turning back,
You have chosen your path,
This time my heart won't mend.
So drink your drink and be happy,
But soon you'll have yourself to blame,
While you are drowning in your sorrows,
I will be changing back my last name.
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Poems and Stuff Part 2
Poetryhere's more poems just for you maybe even a ramble or two you must read at your own risk you never know whacha gonna get
