The tequila of mourn was burly.
Guzzled a sip,
was instantly tipsy,
sniggered, sobbed, grinning
at the funeral of life.
Couldn't help myself but to capsize
imploding with a great force,
endeavoured to be roused,
on the blink!
I became the inebriated soul.



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