**Last night I was drinking wine
And I was making ***** poems of mine
I was so problematic at that time
Thinking about you all the time.
I woke with a mourning face
With no life and grace
I was deceived by your embrace
Leaving no word or any phrase
Now I am crying while I'm making this piece
With no euphoria or a bliss
I will forget the past that nothing is to be reminisce
Including our last true kiss**
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 12:08 PM UTC
**Last night I was drinking wine
And I was making ***** poems of mine
I was so problematic at that time
Thinking about you all the time.
I woke with a mourning face
With no life and grace
I was deceived by your embrace
Leaving no word or any phrase
Now I am crying while I'm making this piece
With no euphoria or a bliss
I will forget the past that nothing is to be reminisce
Including our last true kiss**
