I've forgotten how to sleep
without taking a good whiskey
and sucking it through my teeth
Good Lord invented good beer
And Lord knows i love the stuff
But good Lord my Dear
does it have to be
every Fucking night
Dear destroyer of souls
you win
just let peace be peace
i have been fighting justice
and sin
piece by piece
I`m fighting and i`m losing
but its all my sick own choosing
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this is really good...i like the last lines "I'm fighting and I'm losing/but its all my sick own choosing." love how the blame for the mistake was taken by the one the mistake happened too. Well written, love the format and layout. Nice job.


