I miss the days euphoric
The wonderful tunes of music that made me frolic
The times when love was a tonic drink that made me a stoic alcoholic.
But life is tragic enough to render anyone a philophobic;
making them manically depressive,
making humor esoteric,
making them despise anyone
whom to love
was ecstatic.
Oct 25, 2016
Oct 25, 2016 at 4:17 PM UTC
I miss the days euphoric
The wonderful tunes of music that made me frolic
The times when love was a tonic drink that made me a stoic alcoholic.
But life is tragic enough to render anyone a philophobic;
making them manically depressive,
making humor esoteric,
making them despise anyone
whom to love
was ecstatic.
This was written October 26, 2014.
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