An amber glass of forgetfulness
Lays before me and him
A skinful of poison to help me forget
A glass of courage at whim
I drown in a whirlpool of pity
I dip my head in a maelstrom of sorrow
Until I rise in the morn
And ask forgiveness in the New morrow
I rise to a new day thats dawning
I breath the fresh air of hope
I pray to my lord for forgiveness
And ask for the strength to cope
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