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So Drunk
You're drinking, drinking heavily
Till you get drunk,
So drunk that you can't even
think straight,
So drunk that you don't even
remember what you did last night,
So drunk that you don't even
recognize your own mother,
So drunk that you fall to your
last breath.
Are you going to stop,
Please, my angel ---
Will you stop?
It's not cool, not cool at all. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades
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