I'm drunk on the wine of glory
I'm red-nosed and wobbly and gay!
So what if I die tomorrow?
At least I have lived for today!
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Dreams are like bubbles
Translucent and glowing
That float ever upward
Until they burst,
And when they shatter
I shatter too.
Showing posts with label poems. lyrics. moods. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems. lyrics. moods. Show all posts
Sunday, April 15, 2012
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