You know, we both have left behind our childhood toys.
My sweet descent.
Since you've been gone I am lonely, even don't need to pretend.
And a bottle of red wine is my only Friday night friend.
Over my angels.
After all the intoxication my pain and sorrow can't pass.
Suppose you were right.
My sweet descent.
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