He kept on drinking. He lost
faith in humanity, the plan was to die alone, and then nature took its turn!
The night carried a hope,
flickering though it may appear – candle was left burning.
For once the night wasn’t lonely,
Had it not been for her, the night wouldn't have come alive!
To the most gorgeous, stunning smile... Thanks infinite times!!! :-))
For once the bed wasn’t cold,
For once the ice was on fire,
For once the scotch didn’t give
a slur!
Had it not been for her, the night wouldn't have come alive!
To the most gorgeous, stunning smile... Thanks infinite times!!! :-))
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