Destination
walking down the life again...life, that never cease to pain..
driving down with lost soul...
dream't big and came so close...
drinking life in large pegs..
with shaky hand and clear mind..
thinking..
scotch loves me more even if life don't
left with nothing in life but me..
No visibility and lost determination..
sadness is my destination..
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Written on 2010-07-24 at 16:02
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