Category : Poems

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Drinking a beer in my room, 
Painting the walls in dead dreams;
 Listening to what you never said to me,
 You only told to your friends 
What you really thought about me.  

I drown my dreams in alcohol,
 As I drown my bitter tears in:
 :"I will call you later..."
Even the sky is covered with gray fog,
Even the stars began to bleed for my pain.